(Forgive me for the depressing tone of the monologue that you are about to read)
POIS is ruining my life and making my existence a living hell. All of the things which ?normal people? can do, such as paying attention, being able to hold a conversation without running out of things to say, and being free from the constant feeling of melancholy and depression, will forever be out of reach for me. Or at least until I manage to cure my POIS symptoms, which will take time that I simply don?t have. Compared to the energy levels that I had prior to the onset of POIS, I am a zombie, always trying to minimize physical activity. Today, while I was making a shitty attempt at finishing homework, I heard the sound of drums and joyful music coming from my school, causing me to compare myself, a lonely, lazy, individual, with my peers, who have the energy levels to walk around in a field for hours while socializing and enjoying themselves. I almost broke down and felt like crying, remembering that I am like a shell of flesh and meat, simply consuming and giving nothing in return except for countless hours of browsing the Internet. POIS is robbing me of my youth, something that I can never regain. A time that most people are supposed to treasure and look back at fondly. But, assuming that this illness does not take its toll on me before I manage to get a job and begin my adult life, as for me, I won?t be able to remember these times with special regards since there are no ?ups and downs? in my life. Only constant, eternal, ?downs?.
