? I don't know why I'm acting like this, I don't know who I know anything about. I have so many questions without a single answer. I don't have a day where I don't have to create a problem because of my stupid mood swings. I change my mind every two seconds, because I myself can't understand myself. I don't know what I am, crazy, normal, different, stupid, weird... I have no idea. I don't want any advice or anything like that. I just want to share my problem, I'm the problem. I can't figure out why I'm thinking one thing and say the opposite. In an instant I feel like the happiest person in the world, in another I want to escape from everyone and everything, and in the third case I just want God to explain to me why he created me so strange. (I believe in God and I know he exists. I can't prove it, but I know it exists. I feel it, and I'm not crazy about it.) For me the world is somehow fanciful and fake, in the sense of what we were born after we die?? Where is the logic of being born, having friends, family, and then dying of some kind of disease or murder. There's something wrong and stupid in the whole system... Somewhere it said people were born with a purpose. What is my purpose. I don't even know what I want and who I am, and I have no idea. I'm 16. Right now my class is probably at a disco or smoking cigarettes in a hiding place. What am I doing? Well just wonder what's wrong with me, where I dabble, why am I not like others and why the heck (with excuses) constantly and continually revolve me questions like "Who am I, does God or hepam go crazy + does it benefit from me or just a waste of time"...
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Hi, I'm almost like you! You suffer from depression because you have not found people with your interests. You're very likely to be an indigo person, and you're probably in the way you write. Do what makes you happy, paint, go to a sport, write to people with your interests, make it easy, believe me. And as for God, there is a God and there is a lot of evidence for that, but everyone makes the choice whether to allow God to himself or not. Meaning and I do not see, in many things, everything is repeated for centuries as you said. Read about indigo man I'm sure you will find a lot in common with you, and find people with your interests. Downloaded angel