Friends don't let friends be depressed...

Let me be the designated depressed friend.



This is Gooble



And Gooble ALWAYS looks like this.

He is a character from Yo Gabba, Gabba and every time he comes on the show DJ Lance who looks like this:

..... has to explain to the other characters, who look like this:

..... why he is ALWAYS sad and no fun to be around. He goes on to explain that we need to accept our friends for what they are and still love them. The only other one who ever gets sad and fittish on a regular basis is Brobee:

I understand why Brobee is sad, the opening theme song says nice things about each character UNTIL it gets to Brobee. And it introduces Brobee in a whiny tone as: "The little green one". That's not much of an identity to feverishly cling onto. But still he trollops along and almost never bites or hits like a good role model.

I have friends that are down, I know the world seems dim to a lot of people (especially during the holidays) and I hate to see that. And look around and pay attention, it's easy to spot. I try to lift everyone around me up because for some strange reason even though I am petrified of my future, I feel useless if I am not positive. So I am a listener an empathetic non-judgmental ear for any who needs it. I don't share my reality with people like I do here. Possibly because I don't like seeing people's eyes shift into sad and worrisome. I will keep my mouth shut and just deal with each blow as it comes. Some how I am still standing, at night I collapse into tears and re-energize for the next day full of hope.

I would much rather you lust over me and my sparkles and perfectly applied mascara or have milk coming out of your nose because I am so danged funny (I am, what???? I don't remember ASKING you if you thought I was funny, I am stating facts and you are being hurtful....Timeout...1 minute for every year of your age! Hmmpf---but then come back and read the rest).

So now I am asking you to let me be your designated depressed friend. E-mail me if you need to talk, anonymously, or otherwise. If you feel alone. If the night stays dark too long. If it seems no one is REALLY listening, I will. I may not have solution. I can't financially bolster anyone. And it's not a physical hug that I can offer (sadly). But I can support you and tell you bad jokes. It may be all I have to offer but believe me, if you don't have that, you will be surprised at how much better it feels just talking about things with someone who cares.

A few months ago I started another blog: Here

The theory behind it was for people to have an outlet for unbiased opinion of their situations. They could email me anonymously and I would re-create their problem/question in the form of a short story and open the comments to respectful advice and support NOT BASHING (I would moderate). I am hoping to have some followers there so that I can selfishly feel like I am doing SOMETHING to help people and not feel like a slub. So yes, selfishly I need help too. Not being able to outreach and help others like I want is one of the hardest things for me.

I don't know where I will be in a few weeks, a lot has to change, but I will always take what my followers/friends have given freely to me here in blogland and be better because of it.

And for that, I thank you!

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