April 1, 2006

• topic: so i wrote this book

  
  

  and it’s about helping anxious people calm down, and helping depressed people to chear up.

  
  

  You see, the world most of us live in, requires a lot of calm and chear to survive.  There’s a million things to be anxious about, and that’s a good thing to some point.  Without anxiety driving chemicals through our body, our loafing would catch up w/ us and we’d get eaten by hippos or whatever animal is next to take over society.  So anxiety is alright, but at some point we end up eating ourselves with anxiety, literally stressing ourselves to the point that we begin to break ourselves down.

  
  

  But get to mellow, and you begin to lose the edge that you need.  You start working backwards, drawing inwards, feeling sorry for your existence.  And that’s no fun. 

  
  

  I just got an e-mail from a stressed out Chinese kid who is applying to Wash U.  He got waitlisted, and is in a panic for what to do.  I need to help calm this anxious kid down, and cheer him up less he go all hikikomori on me, like millions of other Chinese who lock themselves in their rooms for years, afraid to face the outside world.

  
  

  Don’t be anxious about the success race, because it’s not the only race you can win.  But don’t start acting like nothing matters, because if you sacrifice all your ideas of success, and do the whole hikikomori thing, you’ll find yourself back in an anxiety mess there too.

  
  

  So that’s what this whole writing deal was ’bout.  Fuck anxiety, fuck depression.  Not entirely though, we need to keep them around enough that they give us something to bitch about, which is half the fun in life.  But none of this whining, I’m crippled by the world shit.  Especially not because of school. 

  
  

  **special note, this tone of this article is pleasant, the use of the curse words fuck more like a friend telling a friend to not stress the bullshit, as opposed to angry young man yelling those words.

  
  

   

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