Y’all Shitposters Better Get Your Depression Fixed. Fast!
No really, I’m being serious.
Behind all the so called “fire as hecc” memes, there could lie a teenager who’s being bullied at school. It’s all fun and games until someone commits suicide.
I was into believing that every one online posting one of those “I have crippling depression” memes could be doing it ironically or as we call it: Shitposting. But, could there be a shitposter affected mentally? Is this why they are craving so much time online or is this merely a business ploy?
It’s hard to put yourself in the shoes of someone like that but, what if you have someone to refer to, somebody like me?
Yep, I’ve been there. The stereotypical shitposter that had crippling depression. That’s right, we do exist! Had the likes and hearts and retweets really enlivened us for more a day though.
It’s An Addiction, Fellas!
The likes on my memes and shitposts were like drugs, you needed more to feel better, you had to come back for more. Imagine spending over ten hours on Facebook, Twitter, and Google+ to find and share joke images to gain recognition and “clout” within your circles? Right? This is kinda where the joke ends. I was hooked, it was my life support. I did sleep, but when I did it was for hours at a stretch, waking up had no meaning, I didn’t know what to do and just gazed up at the ceiling. When I did wake up and finished brushing my teeth. Guess what I did next?
I’m not going to blame anyone, not my parents, not my friends, not even myself, but it cost me a chunk of my life. It’s just that I can’t stand seeing someone go through a similar phase.
Skipping school to share memes was definitely not worth it. I sunk deeper and deeper into this vicious spiral. I wanted to be loved, appreciated, and probably most important of all; I wanted to be noticed. I swear I’m not the only one who has felt or feels this way.
Stop It. Get Some Help.
Tell me something. How would you feel if I told you that the place you’re looking to get noticed isn’t the right place at all? Enraged? Stunned? Stressed? Annoyed?
It’s easy, if you felt two or more of the emotions I mentioned… Grabs shield, suits self in light armor. Maybe you need some medical help. There is no fear in visiting a shrink, and there is absolutely no fear in knowing that you can be healed; that is, assuming you have been diagnosed with depression.
Memes are here to stay, you needn’t worry. But don’t think of making it your day-to-day life. There are much better things to do in life using the internet than to consume memes by the hundreds.
I still check and share memes, but I don’t let it get in the way of my job or my other interests. What I mean to say after all is that memes aren’t bad, just don’t get unusually attached to them. This attachment is effin’ up your present and will do the same for your future.
So, What Next?
Take a step back, prioritize on the things you need to get done, and the goals you wish to achieve. The memes and the social networks can wait, your goals can’t, they’ll be farther away if you keep crawling towards it. You need to chase them. Rather than marathoning on /r/memes why not read a few articles here and there, watch a few TED talks, get inspired, fall in love, have delectable food (don’t bother posting that on your Insta, dude!), maybe try scoring better in school?
