Perhaps this won't apply to you or help you at all, but maybe it will, ...

In hindsight, I was such a mess and a large part of it was my obsession with feeling sorry for myself while listening to sad (depressing) music. I'm sharing this with you because I'm able to have that years-later hindsight that some don't, in order to warn you, that it can be very damaging.

Think of it this way, if your friend is very sad and you want to comfort them, do you try to cheer them up, offer to talk about thigns that'll help, or, do you exasperate their negative feelings by talking about super depressing things and make them worse? Personally, I favor the former option. I like to think I deserve the same treatment when dealing with myself during a weakened state.

Sometimes I was simply depressed, you know, struggling as you do, but listening to super depressing music that hits all those good (bad) nerves and heart-strings make it a whole ton worse! You think you're comforting yourself, but remember, "misery loves company." - Emilie Autumn.

I just dug through a bunch of old crap, super old crap from back when I was a royal mess. I came across a song I'm sure a lot of you guys know: Hate Me, by Blue October, a favorite band of mine and admittedly an emotional weakness of mine. I started listening to it, and it wasn't long before that feeling of sadness (from looking at old stuff that brought back tough memories) ended up in a moment of ... ergh, you know, leaky eyes. My point is that I made it worse, just like I did all those years.

There's enough sadness to go around, guys - time to be happy. Listen to cheery music now and again, or at least music that cheers you up a little, as opposed to making you want to fill buckets with tears. We all need to cry sometimes, I get it, but sometimes a smile and a laugh goes a long way!