When I watch some batshit fucking crazy mass shooting or suicide footage on our news or the internet, the first thought that instantly comes across my mind is that all these people needed in that moment was just a hug. Of course, as usual, normies won’t hesitate to blame it on society, bad upbringing and a lack of mental health support but that is all to just further conceal the truth, since human beings in general have difficulty accepting a harsh reality. Literally, just one warm hug and that’s it, they’d immediately snap back into their humanity afterwards and suddenly grasp the drastic consequence of what they were going to do.
It’s like there’s this mutual sense of feeling trapped and hopeless with all of them and I genuinely believe it mainly stems from isolation. Feeling lonely and just generally alienated, especially from your peers, as a result of missing out on crucial development milestones (e.g., still being KHHV in your 20s) can and will indefinitely cause extremely high levels of stress due to the provocative pattern of constantly thinking “what the hell is wrong with me?" "What am I doing wrong?" "Why can’t I just find anyone?" and that stress progressively causes a severe case of mania, which just fucking further makes it all seem like it’s the end of the world and there’s no escape, inevitably rotting the brain to an extent that you won’t even recognize yourself anymore and therefor you end up making extremely impulsive and harmful decisions with what you have ahead of you, one of which is throwing away your youth, energy and time on this forum. “There’s no way to heal, there’s no way to make it stop, so fuck it, why not waste it since I have nothing going for me anyway?
I for one wouldn’t be here if I had anyone in my life to spend quality time with, and if I were to, let’s say, discuss this with a therapist, they’d not only invalidate it (it’s not their intention, they can’t help you if you ACTUALLY have problems seeing as how their sole purpose is to help make normal people feel safer in their own heads), but they’d also just prescribe me medications as if that can fix anything.
No wonder why bluepill-thumping normies are so persistent with preaching their “oh, it gets better” and “there’s always hope,” etc. because at the end of the day, that’s all human beings are ultimately capable of doing: pretending to unambiguously help you out in the most shallow and just purely unrealistic black & white manner imaginable.
What an absolute fucking JOKE of a world. Literal clown world. You don’t need to swallow on fucking, what? 200mg of Zoloft or start loving yourself in order for things to get better. You literally just need one person in your life. Just one would do and it will change your entire world.
Your problem is associated with the outside world as opposed to internalizing a negative outcome, leading to your solution also having to do with external sources as well.
It’s like there’s this mutual sense of feeling trapped and hopeless with all of them and I genuinely believe it mainly stems from isolation. Feeling lonely and just generally alienated, especially from your peers, as a result of missing out on crucial development milestones (e.g., still being KHHV in your 20s) can and will indefinitely cause extremely high levels of stress due to the provocative pattern of constantly thinking “what the hell is wrong with me?" "What am I doing wrong?" "Why can’t I just find anyone?" and that stress progressively causes a severe case of mania, which just fucking further makes it all seem like it’s the end of the world and there’s no escape, inevitably rotting the brain to an extent that you won’t even recognize yourself anymore and therefor you end up making extremely impulsive and harmful decisions with what you have ahead of you, one of which is throwing away your youth, energy and time on this forum. “There’s no way to heal, there’s no way to make it stop, so fuck it, why not waste it since I have nothing going for me anyway?
I for one wouldn’t be here if I had anyone in my life to spend quality time with, and if I were to, let’s say, discuss this with a therapist, they’d not only invalidate it (it’s not their intention, they can’t help you if you ACTUALLY have problems seeing as how their sole purpose is to help make normal people feel safer in their own heads), but they’d also just prescribe me medications as if that can fix anything.
No wonder why bluepill-thumping normies are so persistent with preaching their “oh, it gets better” and “there’s always hope,” etc. because at the end of the day, that’s all human beings are ultimately capable of doing: pretending to unambiguously help you out in the most shallow and just purely unrealistic black & white manner imaginable.
What an absolute fucking JOKE of a world. Literal clown world. You don’t need to swallow on fucking, what? 200mg of Zoloft or start loving yourself in order for things to get better. You literally just need one person in your life. Just one would do and it will change your entire world.
Your problem is associated with the outside world as opposed to internalizing a negative outcome, leading to your solution also having to do with external sources as well.
