When I have plenty of free time, and absolutely nothing to do - I feel bored. When this continues along the whole week - I feel depressed. But I managed to find the cure, or at least, the painkiller. There are so many wonderful arts on this site, as well as talented artists! When I look at all these MLP pictures, I feel like somebody is constructing a backup inside of my soul. This backup raises the ceiling and takes all the pressure caused by depression, bringing me a relief.
Our world is imperfect and full of violence and stupidity. I never was cheerful at this point. I always think about every unknown person as of a potential threat, not as about potential friend or ally. I would like to live in a fantasy world instead of this, creepy one. And I think I'm not alone, there are lots of people who think the same way. It wasn't a surprise that MLP universe became so popular, because MLP offers such a place. A place where you don't need to think much about anything but friends, friendship and many other cute things.
For me, MLP is like a bar where I go to get drunk. I come in and say "Triple rainbow, please. Add ponies and lots of cute things, but none of this Equestria girls stuff" to barmen. Barmen looks at me and realizes I have some problems. Nothing special for local frequenters though. Everyone in this bar has their problems. They came here to forget them, at least for a while. Barmen fills up a glass and pushes it to me. I make a couple of sips, and with each one I realise - there are friends around. The world is not so bad after all. Good people are everywhere, I just did not see them before.
Drink cheers me up. I am a very sensitive man, and there are many of things that make me weep. I used to keep it inside, but I gave up once and wept as hard as I wanted to, and I felt so much better after that, so I decided not to bury such feelings inside. And since that I cry a lot. Only when nobody sees, but still, crying is crying. Once I finish, depression is retreating. I know, this thing will regroup and strike again, but since I have this glass of rainbow in my hand, I am not afraid. How can I, when there are so many friendly faces around. They don't even know me, and I don't know them too, but I feel like we're all friends, or at least, allies.
Once drunk, I say "goodbye" to barmen and get out of the bar. It's always cold on the streets, but that rainbow warms me from inside. I know, it won't last forever, and I'll get in here again, but until then, I feel content.
These are mine Ups and my Downs.