"The Crack Up" was an interesting story for me. I feel that Fitzgerald's writing always throws me off a bit at first. His words are loaded - as we said in class, it's as if each word he places on paper has a specific meaning. For this reason, it takes me some time to decode his meanings. His dry humor doesn't always just out to me, but he has a way of capturing ideas I couldn't fathom putting on paper.
To read a story about depression during a big change in my life, it's not hard to compare things I'm going through to Fitzgerald's thoughts. Something that stuck out ot me was his concept about "striving" leading to unhappiness. Does being an adult mean being unhappy? It's a though we discussed in class and one that I feel obligated to note. I don't consider myself a full adult just yet, but graduating college and stepping into adulthood has taken quite the toll on me. Although, I've always been excited to grow up, even when I was a child. I don't think becoming an adult means becoming unhappy, I think it just means replacing some of the fun things you do as a kid and replacing with more meaningful things that will take you places in life.
I also thought the idea of thinking of people who have it worse when I think my problems are bad. I've done this and I really do believe that it doesn't help. My friends and I have discussed this time and time again: your problems matter just as much as any others, because it's relevant to your situation/where you are in life. I think this is an important life lesson to grasp.
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