Rant

Some days I wake up and feel like killing myself, why the fuck would I do any of it. We find a way somehow and get through the day. We all have our ways of dealing with it. Some of us don't make it or take their remedy too far. We're all here for our own reasons, I want to bring everybody up to my levels of opsec to further anonymize myself and the people choosing my formula through similarity and diverting more funds to my soft-wares of choice. I really feel that when a person is in a position to help another person that they should do it. Whether it be dropping your bags to help the struggling elderly, sharing your wisdom and acquired knowledge or giving someone the couch for a little bit. You never know what that might do for someone, relieve that dark cloud and press them forward or make them rethink how they treat the others around them.

Small things add up, were living in a world where emotional isolation is the norm. Shielding themselves from the suffering of others least saving their own. They are just trying to survive like the rest of us, the only way they know how. They grew up in a world where what you were told was wrong was so right. You were told that feeling sad is just a phase, act normal and you'll feel better. ACT NORMAL AND YOU'LL FEEL BETTER, you'll feel just like the rest of us. What they don't tell you is that they're empty too, they are scared of being alone and they are unsure about the future. They regret the decisions they made in life and resent the house around them for being a constant reminder of their status in life. So they look to you not to make the same mistakes, feed off your success as their own personal victory. They direct and control your life, never letting you make a mistake.

What they fail to realize is that consequences build character, making mistakes teaches you a painful lesson in humiliation. This is ingrained in our evolution, people have to be left to their own vices and decisions in order to grow as a healthy functioning adult. We need to branch out and discover who we are. Drugs just make that so much easier. They dissolve the barriers you thought were real, they show you new perceptions and unlimited love. This is often how many of us first realize how wrong our parents are.That we can forge our own path and make it ours, build something and watch it grow.Make a mark that means something. This rush is intoxicating, we feel free, that we defeated the looming shadow ever barking new commands. Live like this, buy that, don't do that, you're throwing your life away, I know I've been through this. But they *never went through it. They cheated and avoided facing themselves, they made excuses and put up walls around their psyche. They never face the UGLY, they cannot be wrong or they be labeled as stupid as their psyche demands perfection in order to function, to avoid the reality that THEY FUCKED UP.

The one thing we can turn to is each other. We understand the environment, and relate, we know why we all use the drugs we do, why it makes us feel good and why we want to keep going. There's so many amazing people on this planet. Some of them will never realize their true potential, life handed them a shitty stick. They are forced to evolve and adapt to their environment, to become something they don't recognize. I feel so bad for these people, because I was once like them.

Success is measured in happiness.

edit:broke into paragraphs (probably not well) for easier reading


Comments


[2 Points] DiaperDankFrank11:

Good points


[1 Points] DarkMarkThroAway:

I'm curious what drugs you were on when penning this stream of consciousness :)


[1 Points] cidilicious:

Need a hug?


[1 Points] lordredvampire:

Break into paragraphs please! I can't read one big, fat-ass block right there brah.


[1 Points] None:

Can someone please PM me I need help with This sub and don't wanna make a separate post


[1 Points] trappy_AB:

you need some weed


[0 Points] throwawayk5zq47j6wd3:

love the username

KILL THEM ALL