I once sobbed because I '''didn't want to go swimming'''. On a perfectly clear day. Yeah, I was rather emotional back in the day.

I think I come off as this sometimes....My brother is actually trying to convince my parents to get me tested for various things and I've actually proved to myself on a handful of occasions that I can't do a thing. Seriously, if you knew me you'd agree. So I was rather wangst-y back 3 years ago when I was 10 (puberty hit me early and ''hard'' but its slowing a little) but now I'm laughing at everything so hard I only wangst about the possibility of being tested. Wait, is that an aversion?

I was rather ... special in elementary school. Every. Fucking. Thing led to an emotional breakdown... Life's rather hard for me now.

Are you me? I was like this too, all the way up to freshman year of high school. Yeah...

Same here. I remember being a little kid who, upon hearing a scary rumor, would fabricate an elaborate reality for myself around this rumor that suddenly turned my life into a hell of potential murderers and thieves and scary dogs. I was constantly crying about everything.

Thirded. I try not to remember.

This troper once had a friend who was a subversion: He frequently talks about how much his life sucked, and attempted suicide at least once. However, he was one of the biggest DeadpanSnarker {{Cloudcuckoolander}}s I've ever met.

This Troper once met a girl, who attempted suicide. And she just wouldn't shut up about it. She was constantly depressed, she refused talking to other people in class (despite This Troper's effort), because they were 'shallow' and 'did not understand what she's been through'. Her face, when she knew about This always cheerful and singing Troper's own sucide attempt in the past was hilarious.

This troper's sole condition on winning adolescence was to get to age 20 without ever uttering the words, "You have no idea what it's like to be me" to his parents. With that succeeded, now he needs to get to age 30 without growing a neck beard and/or any form of ironic facial hair. His recent influx of flannel to his wardrobe, and amount of PBR drinking and NPR listening he does is bringing him too close for comfort to hipster douchebaggery.

Hipsters hate other hipsters more than anything. Just saying.

This troper gets ''very'' worried that she is guilty of this every time she asks her best friend to talk. No matter how many times he tells her that it's why he's there, and it's okay to ask for help, inside she can't help but feel that she's letting things bother her that she should have gotten over a long time ago.

I can relate. I often feel like this might be a defining character trait for me, which is a cause of wangst in itself. I try to make it a bit easier on my friends (or not...) by spreading it around to several different friends, so they can each have a slightly more manageable load.

This troper and her friend has a dog and a rabbit respectivly. They both died two days apart this winter. I mourned my sweet and dorky dog, but decided that it was better to remember all the good times we had together and continue on with my life. My friend started crying when she found out her rabbit was gone and posted a facebook status, mourning her. She did the same thing the next week. And the week after that. And the week after that. And brought it up in every single conversation. And posted more facebook statuses. And wrote in her blog. And brought it up in conversation for no reason what so ever again. For two months. So one day when she was crying over her dead rabbit, I told her that I knew exactly what she was going through and told everyone about my dog. Everyone turned to me with wide eyes and asked why I hadn't said anything while my friend gave me a deathglare. Sigh...

This troper has met (and subsequently blocked) a certain person who would consistently wangst over everything nonstop. From people who didn't agree with him on something, to (get this) the local tornado sirens being replaced. Like, really.

This troper had it ''bad'' in middle school. I got over it for a while, but now I think I'm starting to veer back into wangst, but I'm trying to stop it from happening by, you know, not telling everyone within earshot. Does it still count as wangst if it's more self-directed instead of "no one understands me"?

"What's this? You don't agree with how we think? OH, THE HUMANITY!" Fundamentalists on 'differing opinions'.

I sure hope you aren't referring to religious people, because that would be kind of ironic. I've heard my share of atheists get their panties in a wad just as many times as my fellow church-goers (though they tend to be on the self-righteous side).

I tend to think that I'm doing this, mainly because 1) I have depression 2) Nothing really bad ever happened to me before. So, I think I don't have a right to whine, even though it's something that I have a good reason to cry about. I don't really think I should be posting this here....it really sounds like I'm whining, doesn't it?

Yes it does.

She said she has depression. I think that puts her above the level of the average wangsty teen if only because she can't control it.

This Troper was very wangsty in middle school. I hated the world, and wanted it to end just because I viewed everybody as idiots and immature. This was due to the fact that I was constantly picked on, even by the person who I considered my best friend. I thought of committing suicide but never did it. I cried when someone stole my iPod on the bus and everyone was afraid I'd blow it up or something. Some people still are. I'm on my last year of highschool now and I actually find alot of enjoyment in life. I still think alot of people are immature but I know at times I'm just as immature as them. As for my best friend well me and him are still friends, I just don't have any one best friend.

This troper had a childhood friend who cried about every little thing that came up. Didn't got the note she wanted in Math, someone made her a funny face, her pencil got lost...with little time, people stopped taking her seriously and laughed at her for crying that much, making her cry even more and us laugh harder...until she laughed at herself, too, and started to take life with a little more humour. That made her stop being such a puss.

I don't know why, but in This Troper's opinion, that girl came off as a huge Woobie and you and your friends (or whatever they were) came off as Jerkasses. Seriously, laughing at a LITTLE GIRL for being ''sad'' about something?

Oh yeah, we were all jerks. But it was an all girl school (which means we were all little girls too), and everytime we tried to cheer her up she would basically tell us to fuck off, and cry even harder because nobody would ever leave her alone. Plus, there was a time when she cried every week or so, and we were like "Gee...again?" until it became utterly ridiculous, to the point of this exchange: #QUOTE#Teacher: You! Always complaining and crying...! #QUOTE#Friend: (interrupts her, surprised) I haven't cried in ''your'' class.

This troper is so worried about invoking this trope and being called emo... so she tends to treat ''everything'' as a joke and/or use humour. I'm here to entertain. *looks around* *cries in the corner*

You're not alone ;w; -pats back-

*Joins in patting*

This troper used to do this A LOT when online. Nowadays, he goes to absurd lengths in order to ''not'' sound Wangsty. To the point of going back and deleting anything (even on this very wiki) I've posted that could come off as even the least bit wangsty. He used to do it a lot offline too, but has since found a pretty good medium between Wangst and Stepford Smiling, for the most part. Now, with all that being said: NONE OF YOU FUCKING UNDERSTAND ME!

Maybe beacuse you don't understand yourself. If you started to analyze your own thoughts and actions, find out what do you like and dislike about everything and cool down a bit, you would have the time to see all those people that could understand you, if given a little time to meet you. :)

That "NONE OF YOY FUCKING UNDERSTAND ME!" part was sarcasm. I should have made that clearer, apparently.

During Elementary School, practically everything would drive me to tears, even something really stupid like striking out in kickball.

These days if I wangst it's in the confines of my own head, but back in the day I used to cry waaaay too much. Ah well, I got better.

Mom, what's it matter if I didn't like your meal? I didn't complain, right? That's right, isn't it? I never complain, right? I never complain, you always complain but I never complain... I never complain, I just ate it like I always do. I never complain, I just listen! I just '''fucking''' listen all the time! I always listen even when I don't want to! '''''WHY THE FUCK AM I CRYING WHILE TYPING THIS, I'M SO STUPID! STUPID!''''' Stop crying! I'm not supposed to feel anything anymore! I feel nothing! Nothing at all! Nothing at all...

I feel you, Troper. You are not alone.

A textbook example of wangst, everybody!

When I was younger, I used to whine and bitch about anything short of not getting my way, then telling them that they don't understand me (That part was slightly justifiable because I was born with PDD-NOS, in other words a very light form of autism). After becoming more mature and more sarcastic, I tend to only Wangst as a form of a joke.

This Troper does everything that He can to avoid this Trope,although I probably use it more than I would like to acknowledge.I have dealt with Depression and thoughts of Suicide multiple times but I keep it to Myself and I am confident that I would not try pimping it out for sympathy.I like to think of Myself as a ''{{JerkassWoobie}}'' but,realistically speaking,I'm just a ''{{Jerkass}}''

Interestingly, during my stay at a teen psychiatric ward, ''none'' of the patients were like this. The majority of my group was actually pretty cheerful most of the time (no, depression does ''not'' mean being constantly miserable) and those who weren't were also the most reluctant to talk about their problems.

I had a really weird version of this when I was younger- most of the time I was The Stoic, but every so often something would set me off. It might be a person who I didn't really know saying something about me, a panicky,personal cry about how I was going to fail my exams or just a view of somebody on the internet that made me go into a mad bout of fury. The worst one though was probably when my friend was (in her view) joking with me(lets call her A), and as I went to get something that she'd thrown something across the room, (presumably) invited a friend of hers (who I didn't like- lets call her B)to sit in my seat. I asked her to move and some how set of said friend A's notorious temper and she accidently reduced me, not just to tears, but to a panic attack. Sorry. Rant over.

This Troper tends to do this quite a bit, usually involving not being able to get over someone. I've gotten better however, but at times I just keep things to myself. I sometimes come off as a person who isn't very emotional when all those emotions are just kept up inside.

I don't know if this dwells into wangst but I occasionally think it does. First, some backstory: When I was 10, I moved abroad for about 6 years. People say it's a once in a lifetime experience, but for me it was hell. I came back to my home country, and noticed how pretty much everything and everyone I knew changed.Those 6 years abroad caused me to became a bit withdrawn, but I still try my hardest to fit in with my childhood friend's new group, but I totally lack acceptance. Even he, the very person I thought would support me gives me the cold shoulder. Once in a while, I get very depressed and on the verge of crying when I believe that I am no longer accepted anywhere. It's a very tough way to live. After all, when you are with a group like that, being yourself is out of the question.

This troper, when in 7th - 8th grade wandered into severe {{Wangst}} territory. I would consider suicide, attempt to slit my wrist and not focus properly on ''any'' school work and do internet most of the time, because, "Oh what's the point, I'm not going to live for much longer anyway, and blah blah blah.", "I'm such a coward for not ending my life already." and ""I want to die." I hated my life back then; all because of too much homework, or something! On top of that, I used to blame my sister and parents for making me feel this way, for not understanding me...it was pathetic. Then, end of 8th grade, told my parents about all this, and continued on with the same routing minus the wangsting, now I just admit it's me being lazy. *shrugs*

This troper used to be like this back in middle school, and cried about everything. Granted she had {{Domestic Abuse}}, {{Have You Tried Not Being Different}} (related to her insane number physical disabilities and medical conditions that impact her frequently, often in ways that people can't see), and bullies who took advantage of that then, but still... The people (adults) she did try to talk to about it back then brushed her off and then told the {{Domestic Abuser}}. So it kind of was, for her, "You people don't fucking understand what I'm trying to tell you! Listen to me, you dicks! Are you trying to understand at all?!" She still chews out people who make arbitrary decisions about what she can and cannot do (physically - example: I'm going deaf. I can't understand the announcements, regardless of how loud the thing is. Don't come in, look at me, and then decide I can get the content of them just fine), though, with something closer to, "You're not in my body - and I don't expect you to get what it's like. But don't be stupid and decide you know everything ''anyway''." The reason she wangsted so much about the D.A. thing? The person was threatening to (and more than once almost did) kill her. Regularly. {{It Got Better}}, long story short, thankfully, and now she doesn't talk about that part of her family or about her myriad physical challenges often. When she ''does'' tell people or go into greater detail than "I have X, it means I have trouble with Y - google it, and don't ask me 20 questions about how it feels", she tends to get the reaction of disbelief - precisely because she doesn't talk about it or complain. She sometimes wangsts occasionally when alone, but not that often. She's also aware that she's depressed, and is seeking help to deal with the wangst that's related to trauma. But she makes jokes about both a lot, which she enjoys a great deal. Ironically, her snark and self-deprecation have turned out to be wonderful tools for chasing off the Wangst moments.

This troper's ex had a Wangst moment right after I broke up with him a few weeks shy of our one-year anniversary. This doesn't sound so uncommon, except he took it a little too badly and started desperately begging me to stay, revealing that he had taken loads of measures to make sure we would graduate at the same time and made sure we would move in together, tried to propose to me, tried to get me turned on so I would change my mind, wouldn't let me go cry in the bathroom because he thought I was going in there to slice myself with a razor, and apparently attacked a younger male friend for being in the same room a few hours later. (I have no idea; I didn't see anything because I'd locked myself in the bathroom.) My reason for needing to end it was fairly reasonable-- college was more important. ...Oh, and I should mention this guy was almost 30.