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*sigh*
To begin, this story breaks my rule AGAIN. It's almost 4 pages in length at 12-point, single-space. However, it is based on something I feel very strongly about and need to get off my chest.
The Inspiration of the Story
For the past couple of months, I have been bombarded regularly with depressing, sad, and otherwise negative thoughts. You turn on the news and you hear about the lousy economy. I call my friends and family up from where I moved from and hear little, if any, good news. Next, my wife's friends get threatened to lose their jobs, which is shortly followed by her being told that they are trying to phase her job out. Lastly, my Voc Rehab counselor barely gets in touch with me and, when (s)he does, tells me I need to up-and-move to someplace else to find a job. Better yet, they seem to think I should be happy taking ANY job I can get when, due to my eye condition, I can't do that. I need something with BENEFITS or going to work would be meaningless with the HUGE cost of insurance I'd have to pay on top of co-pays and prescriptions. *sigh*
Now, if I'm not mistaken, EVERYONE is going through stuff just like I am here. However, I often wonder how well we are all handling it? I mean, it's SO EASY to get sucked into depression. Especially when EVERYTHING around you is depressing and possessing little, to any, optimism.
Each and every day, I do all I can to fight back the negative forces that seem to surround our society amdist this recession. Writing and being a part of FA is perhaps my strongest ally against the darkness that constantly tries to swallow me up. Having been in a deep depression once before, I REFUSE to allow it to happen again.
The Core of the Story
The heart of this story is to share the light I work to shine from within me every day to all those who come to me with sorrow in their hearts. After all, my goal in life is to become someone who can help others. Whether it be in business as someone in Human Resources, or as a published writer who advocates for the disabled, I want to help people find their inner-light so they have the best chance of NEVER letting outside forces throw them into a terrible, and un-relenting, downward spiral. I do hope this story conveys that feeling while, at the same time, proves entertaining as well.
If you read this and/or the story, I thank you very much. The one thing I LOVE about creativity is that, ultimately, it is ones best weapon against sadness and depression. Art, Music, and Writing allow us to take life and interpret it how we see fit. So, for that, long live all of you out there who pursue your passions and crafts! It is for you that I write and to you who I am thankful for every day. You are what save the world from the evils of reality and make life all that more liveable despite the mire we often find ourselves in.
To begin, this story breaks my rule AGAIN. It's almost 4 pages in length at 12-point, single-space. However, it is based on something I feel very strongly about and need to get off my chest.
The Inspiration of the Story
For the past couple of months, I have been bombarded regularly with depressing, sad, and otherwise negative thoughts. You turn on the news and you hear about the lousy economy. I call my friends and family up from where I moved from and hear little, if any, good news. Next, my wife's friends get threatened to lose their jobs, which is shortly followed by her being told that they are trying to phase her job out. Lastly, my Voc Rehab counselor barely gets in touch with me and, when (s)he does, tells me I need to up-and-move to someplace else to find a job. Better yet, they seem to think I should be happy taking ANY job I can get when, due to my eye condition, I can't do that. I need something with BENEFITS or going to work would be meaningless with the HUGE cost of insurance I'd have to pay on top of co-pays and prescriptions. *sigh*
Now, if I'm not mistaken, EVERYONE is going through stuff just like I am here. However, I often wonder how well we are all handling it? I mean, it's SO EASY to get sucked into depression. Especially when EVERYTHING around you is depressing and possessing little, to any, optimism.
Each and every day, I do all I can to fight back the negative forces that seem to surround our society amdist this recession. Writing and being a part of FA is perhaps my strongest ally against the darkness that constantly tries to swallow me up. Having been in a deep depression once before, I REFUSE to allow it to happen again.
The Core of the Story
The heart of this story is to share the light I work to shine from within me every day to all those who come to me with sorrow in their hearts. After all, my goal in life is to become someone who can help others. Whether it be in business as someone in Human Resources, or as a published writer who advocates for the disabled, I want to help people find their inner-light so they have the best chance of NEVER letting outside forces throw them into a terrible, and un-relenting, downward spiral. I do hope this story conveys that feeling while, at the same time, proves entertaining as well.
If you read this and/or the story, I thank you very much. The one thing I LOVE about creativity is that, ultimately, it is ones best weapon against sadness and depression. Art, Music, and Writing allow us to take life and interpret it how we see fit. So, for that, long live all of you out there who pursue your passions and crafts! It is for you that I write and to you who I am thankful for every day. You are what save the world from the evils of reality and make life all that more liveable despite the mire we often find ourselves in.
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I read every word ya wrote. :3
I don't really know the right words to say about the times. They are very trying... and like I've mentioned, your situation is very similar to my sister's family. Her husband is also being told to get a small job just so he can be making some money, but he doesn't think it would do anything either. Lots of things are looking hopeless for everyone, and especially when you're raising a child - you have an even deeper reason to pull through.
I think I already mentioned before how it reminds me of my parents, since they were in the same situation when I was born, and my father had his own personal difficulties too, but somehow they made it through and now my mom's free to spend money on things we don't need and my dad can have his own hobbies too. (: I hope that, as bad as everything seems, it'll make ya both stronger parents and people in the future. "Darkest before the dawn" might be overdone... but it'll say great things if you can make it through this struggle, just like the character in your story.
War's Hell, like they say! When I read those numbers, I wasn't sure which reaction I'd have. I'm thinking more likely something between not knowing what's wrong or right, or fleeing... but I never liked war enough to give it serious thought either. D: With how bad things sounded, I was kinda glad I thought of being the one to leave... but then when I read what happened, well I guess even then I was glad that maybe I could have been someone to find out about that and become inspired or touched by it? It's pretty amazing, I think it makes for a great story, especially at the end. The statue was a very powerful image. (:
And I love how it was, well if I read right, hyped up so that it sounded more impressive - that one guy defending his home from the 50,000 creatures and succeeding. 8D In the darkest of moments in his life, just before the end, he WAS able to pull through and still do SOMETHING. And that something was glorified, and really had an effect on others. ;3 Hehe, love this work, great job!
I don't really know the right words to say about the times. They are very trying... and like I've mentioned, your situation is very similar to my sister's family. Her husband is also being told to get a small job just so he can be making some money, but he doesn't think it would do anything either. Lots of things are looking hopeless for everyone, and especially when you're raising a child - you have an even deeper reason to pull through.
I think I already mentioned before how it reminds me of my parents, since they were in the same situation when I was born, and my father had his own personal difficulties too, but somehow they made it through and now my mom's free to spend money on things we don't need and my dad can have his own hobbies too. (: I hope that, as bad as everything seems, it'll make ya both stronger parents and people in the future. "Darkest before the dawn" might be overdone... but it'll say great things if you can make it through this struggle, just like the character in your story.
War's Hell, like they say! When I read those numbers, I wasn't sure which reaction I'd have. I'm thinking more likely something between not knowing what's wrong or right, or fleeing... but I never liked war enough to give it serious thought either. D: With how bad things sounded, I was kinda glad I thought of being the one to leave... but then when I read what happened, well I guess even then I was glad that maybe I could have been someone to find out about that and become inspired or touched by it? It's pretty amazing, I think it makes for a great story, especially at the end. The statue was a very powerful image. (:
And I love how it was, well if I read right, hyped up so that it sounded more impressive - that one guy defending his home from the 50,000 creatures and succeeding. 8D In the darkest of moments in his life, just before the end, he WAS able to pull through and still do SOMETHING. And that something was glorified, and really had an effect on others. ;3 Hehe, love this work, great job!
Thanks, Ox! I'm really glad you liked it. Moreover, I'm elated to hear your personal take on the situation if you were to have been a part of it. This story was written all about "reaction." The fact that you chose, stood by your choice, and came away with something is, in my opinion, a sign of good character. It also shows that, no matter what may happen, you would not sit around idle and do nothing. For that, you have a lot to be proud of, my friend.
As for me, I firmly believe in there always being a light at the end of the tunnel. It's just a matter of time before it happens. However, in my travels, I have encountered people in RL and OL that, no matter how much you try and tell them things are going to be okay, they always remain pesimistic. You also have those that, if you are close to them, feel the only reason you are being positive is because you are, by default, being biased when, in truth, you aren't.
This story is written in to hopefully get through to those folks mentioned in the paragraph above. Through the metaphors and analogies scattered throughout the tale, I hope to inspire those who may feel there is no hope and who may not neccessarily be receptive to positive words from those around them who they deem are being "biased." Kind of a way to help them find the "inner-light" if you will.
Lastly, I wrote this tale to show how, even if one is bombarded with, say, a negative stimuli, it can be utilized for a positive purpose. I could let all the bad news around me just swirl about. However, I instead turned a bunch of negative into a positive by clumping all the depressing words I have heard and slamming them into a story I feel puts all that mumbo-jumbo to good use. :)
As for me, I firmly believe in there always being a light at the end of the tunnel. It's just a matter of time before it happens. However, in my travels, I have encountered people in RL and OL that, no matter how much you try and tell them things are going to be okay, they always remain pesimistic. You also have those that, if you are close to them, feel the only reason you are being positive is because you are, by default, being biased when, in truth, you aren't.
This story is written in to hopefully get through to those folks mentioned in the paragraph above. Through the metaphors and analogies scattered throughout the tale, I hope to inspire those who may feel there is no hope and who may not neccessarily be receptive to positive words from those around them who they deem are being "biased." Kind of a way to help them find the "inner-light" if you will.
Lastly, I wrote this tale to show how, even if one is bombarded with, say, a negative stimuli, it can be utilized for a positive purpose. I could let all the bad news around me just swirl about. However, I instead turned a bunch of negative into a positive by clumping all the depressing words I have heard and slamming them into a story I feel puts all that mumbo-jumbo to good use. :)
Hehe, I'm glad you're still trying to be an optimist even when you seem to get more and more bad news with each encounter. While being realistic about bad situations is fine, and even though people should let out their feelings, no matter if they're good or bad, I still think that the most useful thing you can be in a bad situation is optimistic. (: Having something to pull through for can do a whole lot for ya! I'm glad you could take your feelings and put them into a story like this. :D
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