Friday, September 15th, 2023
Trust me, the last thing I wanted my shrink to have me do is maintain a diary, and yet here we both are.
Should I name you? Maybe I'll call you Fred?
Well, 'Fred'… My name is Linus, and I'm the sorry excuse for a writer you're going to be stuck with for the foreseeable future.
I guess I'm bound to spill my entire sob-story eventually, but I thought that in the pursuit of making our relationship more personal, and you more 'human', I'll take my time. After all, we aren't exactly in a rush to get to know each other.
Shall I tell you some mundane details about my day, Fred?
Well, nothing special happened. Do you consider your inception to be special? I don't, and you're an inanimate object!
To be honest, I have to admit this IS kind of fun to vent off. I don't feel too comfortable doing that with Jason(that's my shrink). Guess we gotta give it to him for suggesting you for the role, now don't we?
The guy himself is quite boring, too. Along with my apathetic self we make a miserable conversational duo.
You need to understand, Fred, I'm not this expressive in real life. On the contrary, I'm an extremely quiet person. They say that's a sign of intelligence, not running your mouth all the time, but I don't think I'm anything special in that regard. Just shy.
I don't make friend easily, and I don't have anyone to talk to other than my mom and Jason the psychologist.
I bet you already figured out that I have nothing better to do, so here I am again, and it hasn't even been a day. I guess there are no rules when it comes to writing a diary but, I still feel like this is some kind of shortcoming on my part.
Once something makes me sad, it's hard to shake off, so naturally I've been boiling in it all day!
You know how some things in life are entirely your fault, and so you get no legitimacy to cry about it to anyone?
Such is the case for me. It's like that for a bunch of reasons, but I think the most pertinent one for me and everyone around me is the fact I still didn't get my first Pokemon.
It should be obvious. A guy gets a Pokemon and… Well… I'm pretty sure he does something. Goes on a journey to explore a world full of mystery and magic, right?
Imagine having the possibility to do that and still, somehow, choose not to.
To be honest, Fred, even thinking about it, considering it, frightens me.
I don't feel it's really my choice, though.
I wish I wanted to go through with it. It sure would make everyone around me excited, but I just don't.
There are a lot of things I want to do, and yet somehow don't want to. Jason says it's 'symptomatic' of my depression.
Is that a big bomb to drop this early in our relationship, Fred? The D bomb? Haha.
Bask in it for a while, why won't you? Get used to it. It's not going anywhere anytime soon.
Smell you later, Fred.