Dear Nurse Ansalong:
I feel awful and depressed about the slightest things. Everything bad that happens to me is a metaphor for my social shortcomings. The fact is is that I'm fat, ugly, and boring. I've also been said to be too negative and self depracating. I don't really want to be. I've already seen someone certified in that area, but that was a long time ago, and I thought I was over it. Now I can't live with myself. Suicide is never an option, because I want to be famous later in life, but that is sometimes the only thing that keeps me here. And I can't talk to my friends. They are all either occupied with their boyfriends or way too popular. I'm beginning to feel like they leave me out of everything. Dejected as hell, and, just in case you were wondering, this is by no means my real name.
-Tamara Banks
Tamara, no one ever said that life would be easy. Some people's lives go along like a smooth road, but, for most of us, there are pot holes all over our roads just waiting to trip us up. If you go through your life staring at the pot holes, you won't be able to look around you and see what is down the road. I'm very happy to hear that suicide isn't an option. All that comes from suicide is even more pain and misery for the people left behind. If you want to be famous when you're older, then focus in on that. Think about what you'll have to do to get there and do it. Whether it be acting, singing, or whatever, you will have to do a little work to get there. About your looks... people place too much emphasis on what they look like because of all of the magazines that depict a woman who is even a little overweight as being a failure. Growing up, I was always the "chubby girl" at my school. I lost count of how many different names they called me, but the names didn't matter to me. What matters is what is inside - your mind, heart, and soul. Those are the things that don't change with age. If your friends don't seem to have the "time" for you, then you might want to find some new ones. It'll seem tough at first, but I know you'll find people who will love and care for the real you, not the anorexic bimbo facade that is forced on young women today. If this depression continues, then you might want to talk to certified person, but for now, try to keep your head up and look at the beautiful sights around you.
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