The Depressed Shmoo
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I'm a depressed shmoo because I haven't got any friends. When I leave work at 5pm each weekday, I stop existing. I've spent the last 10 Christmases alone. I used to hate Christmas and would try to avoid it by not watching any Christmas day programmes. However, last year I thought "What the hell?" and made myself a nice Christmas dinner and thought how lucky I was to be able to watch whatever I wanted on TV. I've got used to being lonely now and don't think I could cope with being in a relationship or even friends with anybody. Don't get me wrong - I get on really well with people and can make them laugh and I often get asked out. Anyway, I a few weeks ago, I decided I'd had enough and tried to kill myself using an unconvential method. I went to sleep that night, convinced that this would be my last night on this hostile planet called Earth. I dreamt I was in a bath with the taps running and I was sinking under the water. I tried to get out of the bath, but felt weak and kept slipping under the water. Eventually I made a huge effort and managed to get out. I woke up and thought that if I hadn't made the effort to survive in my dream, I would have died in real life. Who knows? Anyway, knowing that there are other lonely people out there makes me feel less lonely. If all the lonely people in the world got together, they'd have more friends than anyone! Anyway, just wanted to say hello.