Cubase wrote:
Either way I can guarantee that you are going to snap out of it, read your post, say to yourself "What was I thinking", thing hard about what you are going to say next, and then realise that the only thing you can do is stop documenting your failures and start embracing potential success!
Oh dear lord, I did end up posting that. God I was smashed. I didn't have to work today so I spent most of the my morning swearing I would never drink again. Last night ... whoah. I was depressed.
Where do I start? To me I feel like maybe I owe an explanation, but in the back of my head I feel like the explanation may be just a bit idiotic, childish and maybe a bit selfish. I do feel down. I do feel like I've wasted potential, and I feel like I'm here on the world, but I'm not DOING anything other than enjoying and praising other people's successes other than my own. I think I'll answer each and everyone of the posts I've had in response to my own. (And god believe me when I say, I didn't expect such a reaction. Honestly, I don't remember alot of what I typed until I reread it this morning. All I know, was I was at a very low point in my life. The smell of fries and alcohol just makes you feel like you've really hit rock bottom, but as Cub said, it could be worse. I just felt like it could have been so much better.)
Freepizza - You know when I said I wished I would've have stayed in school, I don't know if I ever mentioned it, but I really mean High School. I never had the oppertunity to do High School. I don't have the pleasent memories most people have of those days. I dropped out in the ninth grade due to drugs, and other stupid things at the time. Going "back" to school really just isn't an option for me anymore. Oh, sure, I could go get a GED, or try college maybe, if someone rich funded it, but it wouldn't make me any happier. The job that I really wanted in life ... well, I just don't think it will ever come to fruition. I was really into drama all through middle school, and did a total of four school drama productions. In the first one, I had a small part in a really horribly acted, piece of trash piece, that the teachers had to actually stop the play in the middle, just to tell the kids watching they were being a very rude audience. The last three were my gems though. The second one I did, that very same year, was Charlie and The Chocolate factory, and I played the part of Willy Wonka. I made that character a part of myself for three months as I learned that part. I learned it so well, and had my own little personal touches to the character down so well, that the eighth graders in the audience stopped me in the hall for months to come, and told me they couldn't believe how (in their exact words) "Fn great you were" ... After that I did two more productions including another Willy Wonka role in the seventh grade. I loved acting, and I felt like I had a gift for it like none other ... Then I went the way of Robert Downey Jr ...
In ninth grade, my last year, I got hooked on cocaine, and pot, and simply quit school. I tried out for a lead part in one of the drama productions that year, nailed the lead role, and the lost it after I missed 3 rehearsal sessions in a row due to my stupidity and drug use. I ended up getting a part that had three lines in one act, and then didn't even show up the day we were to perform.
I guess what I'm really saying is my goal isn't really to go back to school. My goal is the farfetched "I wish I was DeNiro" goal that most people just don't get to see. It's frustrating. But that's all I really cared about for many years, until finally I just gave up and said, "Hey, I need money. Time to actually work I guess." I appreciate your advice, I truly do, however a return trip to school costs money, and that is just something I don't have. Nor do I feel like I'd do anything with extra education that could make me any more money than driving a truck. (Which is really a LOT of money if you're with the right company, which I plan to be in the future. McDonalds is temp.)
But I am willing to at least try and go after this farfetched goal no matter how farfetched it is. That I promise you, I will do.
Jen- First off, thank you for your kind words. My name is Michael. You know being overweight is an issue for me in more ways than one. I'm going to say some things now, that probably I shouldn't say, but for some strange reason, which later on in the post I will explain, I feel like I can say anything at all here. I used to be 215lb. At the time I felt like I was heavy. I'm 6'2, so you know, it didn't look so bad. Now I'm 308lb. No bullshit. This came in about 6 months. Again, no bullshit. And my body is not the body that is supposed to be carrying that kind of weight. So now, I don't just have to worry about dropping the pounds (which I'm in the process of doing), but if I'm ever going to get my body looking right again, I'm going to have to get plastic surgery, because gaining that much weight in that little of time has done irrepairable damage to my skin in stretch marks. And I'm not talking small ones here and there like pregnant women get. No I'm talking full on, bright red, butcher shop, strip bacon lookin stretch marks. EVERYWHERE. Needless to say, I don't go to the beach anymore. I don't go outdoors anymore much, for that matter. I'm so sensitive about it, the total amount of friends I have around where I live are ... Two. My Tv. And my computer. That's it. Sure, I have the whole "drug crowd" I used to know, but I'm off that, and never going back. So I can't get back into that. But anyway, I am to the point where I have said ENOUGH! Now I'm like ... Now what? But you're right. At least I am alive. As as much as I feel like that sounded like sarcasm just then, I swear it wasn't, because I do mean it. I do enjoy the bits and pieces of life that I get that are just sweet enough for me to savor. And I'm going to try and make that good enough for me. For now.
Sai- Yeah, the school thing isn't really what's bothering me, as I said above. But you're right about one thing. If I just started something. If I just made an effort to maybe "try out" for some kind of acting part. I could do that, AND work a nine to five, and probably be very happy about it. But now, comes the hard part ...
Fred- Willpower. Nothing has ever made more sense to me than what you typed. You nailed the nail on the head with that. Being able to DO and not React. That will be the hurdle that I can forsee in my future that is taller than a completed Tower of Babel. Sometimes, even as I type this I know it's silly, but sometimes I wish I were in an RPG, and had a code to max out my willpower. Then I'd have no problems. But the biggest problem, I feel .. is that even though I quit smoking pot, I didn't lose the biggest turn off of the drug in the first place, and that is the willpower to do stuff. Pot makes you not want to do anything at all. And for some reason, that part of the drug never wore off. I want to do stuff, in my head, but in reality, other things come first. Other things get the priority that shouldn't. I'd rather get off of work, and watch "mindless" tv programs. I'd rather spend my money on new generation gaming devices. And in the end what do these things do? They entertain, but all I'm doing is making someone else money who followed their dream and did what they wanted to do. I bet none of that made any sense. And I feel like I'm rambling.
Alex - .... .... Thanks anyway, as I know you mean well, but I sometimes don't understand your motivations behind your posts. It may just be the Russian way of speaking, and I don't know the culture or something. But I love you anyway, because you're part of a place I love ...
Dr. Paul - That is very inspirational, and you're very right. This extra time I have would serve me much better if I spent it doing something worthwhile. Something to further my "unattainable" goals. Anything to put a step in the right direction. I just don't think I'll be doing school ever again. I just don't think so. Of course the only other skill I have that I could put to use is console game playing, and after almost beating Ninja Gaiden Black in 3 days (one of them being drunk last night), somebody told me if I was that good, I should be online competing for money. I'd rather be acting but in lieu of that, if I could win a tournament or two ... Now after you quit laughing, let me just say, other than acting, videogame playing is pretty much been the only constant in my life since I dropped out of school ... I've gotten so good at it, it's stupid. ::shrugs:: Maybe I'll give it a go ...
Cub- You're absolutely right. And reading that did make a difference. As bad as I sometimes think I have it, I know, I'm not in the majority of the people who have it WAY worse than I do. And that's something I should always keep sight of no matter how bad I think things are getting for me. The first thing I plan on doing is not pulling anymore Cubs for a month or so ... at least

... You know, it's funny, because the night I said I was "pulling a cub" ... the only reason I said that was because my dad called, and I didn't really want him to know I was drinking, and I had been previously thinking about how I hadn't visited this board in a while, and I just told him I was "pulling a cub" which he didn't get, and laughed at loudly for about 20 seconds remembering those old drunken posts.
Jim - I think that is a very good first step, and I plan on doing that. For as long as I possibly can anyway. I always say "I'll never drink again", but for some reason I end up back on it again later. Then again, I don't want to "admit I have a problem" either. I don't have a problem. I just ... drink too much. That's not a problem. Just a pesty situation that needs to be fixed. God, I still feel a bit hungover and my head is pounding.
In closing I did want to tell you all, everyone who posted, everyone here that makes the community what it is something. It started out for me being a place where I joined like-minded people in discussion over Tex Murphy related stuff, and ended up being them most diverse, the most intelligent, and most caring people I've ever met on any message board ever. You don't normally find a board with people who care. But in some ways, I feel like even if we were to never get another Tex Murphy game, novel, or any of the like, I've come away from this message board knowing I've met, through text, some of the most memorable, funny, loving people I will ever meet in my entire life. And that says something. It says something to me when I wake up with a hangover, and see 9 posts in response to the depressed writings of a seeming madman. Thanks for your responses, and thanks for your help. I promise things can only get better.
Now I can quit embarrasing myself, and go back to my Cartman personality. Ugh.
