nah man, you're a fine looking fella. I could see the ladies fallin for you. My wife would give you a second glance fo sho.
I've been wondering this exact thing lately, but about the people around me. Almost everyone I know has attempted suicide, seriously considered suicide, or cut themselves. Sometimes I wonder what's weird about me that I didn't ever succumb to this. Do I just appreciate things more or do I have a more developed survival instinct? I had a blue period in middle school, but I attribute that to new hormones and social anxiety, as well as the fact that I hated schoolwork etc, and often did poorly because I didn't want to commit to the work. Nothing as serious as suicide or cutting, though I was really unhappy and didn't want to eat, so I went down to 90lbs... I mostly consider myself to be a happy, although realistic individual now. I think there must be something in the tap water around here. Luckily, I drink Poland Spring.