Breathe deep the plya dust, ash & smoke my precious ones. For this will sustain us till we meet againpixie mcGiver wrote:Yes dear Judge, I to am suffering from PPD. It sucks, but you can always get a fix at the image gallery. I also find that smelling my unwashed Plya gear helps.
blyslv wrote:I'm so totally over my post playa depression, nyah nyah nyah. Now I'm settling nicely into my average, run-of-the-mill, day wending its weary pace to day, routine sort of depression.
My experiences on the playa this year I think worked some deeper changes into me than I expected
her little average condo saying "I'm so rich" "I have so much" "this is big".
Maybe I'm really suffering from Post Playa Confusion.
Sorry to be a downer.
Ivy wrote:As days pass, I feel more angry, more bitter, more self-righteous, more materialistic and increasingly more selfish.
I haven't yet figured out the root of it, and I feel like until I pare it down, I can try to fix the symptoms but I can't reach the disease.
I feel jaded about everything when all i really want is to be able to let go and play again like I was a kid or something.
Lydia Love wrote:
Last night I was looking up at the sky and I thought that if the aliens were to land on my lawn and offer me a berth in thier spaceship I would probably take it.
PJ wrote:TestesInSac wrote:...I still have friends and I'm no longer depressed.
Well, I like you. And my cow likes you. So that's two. Can't speak for anybody else around here though.
actiongrl wrote:I've got it bad. I'm feeling demoralized, undermotivated, and confused.
Todd in Seattle wrote:...I know the solution is to make the rest of my life more like that one week in the desert. Great. Now if I can only figure out how.
Todd in Seattle wrote:And the whole time I've got this quiet little chuckle going. And I remember thinking, "This is EXACTLY what I am supposed to be doing ALL the time." .
Todd in Seattle wrote:Then I get back to Seatown and lo and behold, I feel cold and lonely. The shorter days are REALLY getting to me, and they're gonna get alot shorter before they get longer. The tunnel to next summer looks incredibly long from here.
So, which way out? I obviously can't go back, and I don't feel that I can make it going forward.
I know the solution is to make the rest of my life more like that one week in the desert. Great. Now if I can only figure out how.
Then I get back to Seatown and lo and behold, I feel cold and lonely. The shorter days are REALLY getting to me, and they're gonna get alot shorter before they get longer. The tunnel to next summer looks incredibly long from here.
Lydia Love wrote:And I thought I wanted it. I really really did.
Lydia Love wrote:I don't know. I have to find some ways of dealing with this life I've made so I don't just pick up a hammer and obliterate it completely.
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