Love. People just use each other.

I definitely don’t want to believe in God, because if there were one then that would mean a sadistic narcissistic monster is at the helm of all of this. I prefer an indifferent universe.

Look, I know that you love me, but I asked you to please not follow me. Maybe we could have had something great, but you ruined it. And that’s on you, kid. I don’t believe in second chances.

Man, you really are just a miserable cunt then. Best of luck with that. Maybe those venerated geniuses will come up with that magical solution for you.

Imagine we’re at a party. I am now grabbing my beer and going to talk to somebody who isn’t an asshole. Don’t follow me.

So you took the pills to find out the same thing I knew not taking them and now you are lashing out calling me an idiot and downvoting every one of my comments though I don’t mirror that same hostility and disrespect. Very cool.

You know, getting depressed sometimes is a part of the human experience. Some are born into happier conditions than others and some are destined to misery by virtue of the family, class, and culture they came into. It’s all random chance in a chaotic universe. I still think being born human beats being born as a friggin’ tapeworm or bedbug or some other shit animal though, so it could be worse. Just do your best to distract from the depression when it strikes, don’t label yourself with some bullshit diagnostic another flawed ape monster put on you (who no doubt has many of their own mental issues), enjoy the small things, and know that this all comes to an end one day (thank God). Fuck it.

More bullshit than perfect as it were. Maybe someday with enough guinea pigs to experiment on, eh?

Only thing I need to know in this case is that I don’t trust that industry and find it terrifying that they have been given any credibility and legal power over others. Quacks with degrees in pseudoscience whose book of diagnostics was written by the same people on the pharmaceutical boards. I will have nothing to do with it.

You do you and follow your own beliefs and practices.

Yeah, I’m sure being held captive by terrifying ape creatures isn’t what causes their mental issues at all just like the conditions that terrifying ape creatures inflict onto us isn’t what causes ours. It’s just a brain chemical imbalance you are born with, you see, and you have to electrocute the brain to solve everything… wait, no, shove this ice pick up your eye… well, that was problematic… take these chemicals! Hmmm… let’s try a dozen more until we find the “right” one.

Fucking hell no.

No other animal suffers from depression. If it were a brain chemical issue, where are all the depressed squirrels and buffalo? It’s a human problem. That brain chemical imbalance shit is a neat way for the pharmaceutical companies to push their expensive poison on us. Break your dick and ruin one of the few good things in life. Happy now? Pass.

Depressed? Congratulations. You’re more intelligent and aware than most.

Right? I’ve never believed that depression is a brain chemical issue. It’s an issue of being aware of the true nature of the world and species.

Edit: Take your pills the fancy drug dealer prescribed you for your “depression” and break your dicks. Numb yourself up to it all and live your best life, man. I don’t give a fuck. I drink, so it probably isn’t much better. Heh. Sorry I struck a nerve, but my perspective on this matter isn’t changing in my lifetime. This is the same industry that used to electrocute and shove ice picks into your brain. Now they do it with chemicals. Still just clueless throw shit at the wall and see what sticks nonsense that will never solve the real problem.