12. Comfortably Numb-ber 4

“You are fucked and you know it. Nothing is working you think. And well you are fucking right. Worthless you are thinking. That is absolutely right too. You missed a medication, well. That’s simply stupid.”

This, right here, is a waste of your time. So we suggest you just move on and go to the next one. The next words you will see right now are : suicide, homicide, menticide, genocide. We can positively say, the first word you saw was suicide, the one you are seeing is suicide, and the one mostly stuck in your head is suicide. It is the one that has already made up your mind about this. We told you this, right here, is a waste of your time. And that you have followed along means you think you are a worthless piece of shit, a good for nothing, person. You want to end it all. You are fucking conflicted and hurt by all this. Your life you think is worth nothing, and you see no reason to let it go on any longer. You have been to many therapists, cycling in between psychoanalysis, therapy, lingering in between sexoholic tendencies, narcissistic, and suicidal despondency, and what has come to be your way of dealing is a product of recycled emotions and pills.

You are fucked and you know it. Nothing is working you think. And well you are fucking right. Worthless you are thinking. That is absolutely right too. You missed a medication, well. That’s simply stupid. See we are here to show you the way. The words. The road. The plan to make it, fake it, break it. Words are important you see. Words are what make or break you. Words have power. Words have feelings and emotions and meaning attached to them. This is a waste of your time, and you know it. We told you so. All you have to do is skip to the next one. You are free. This is what freedom is. We are showing you the way, lighting your path, giving you the wings, to fly and fly and fly. Be free and don’t take it for granted. Freedom is yours to define, but why not use what we have defined already. It is yours.

This, right here, is a waste of your time, your energy, and your life. So yes! by all means be clinically depressed as we call it. Down the pills. Stuff yourself with alcohol, day and night, night and day, and get high on more drugs and pills, but please be happy. Please practice your yoga, breaaaaathe, and think, imagine, positive thoughts. Imagine and you shall realize. Ask and you shall receive. Persevere and it’s yours. We give zero fucks how you do it, but just do it! Get through this shit! Happiness is at your doorsteps, happiness is here to stay, it’s yours to keep, to hold, to want, to claim and to own.

Go ahead! Pitty yourself. Feel sorry for yourself! Life sucks? Oh you poor child! Pray about it! Visualize it! Make a dream board for it! Yes! There you are. Love? You want love? You seek love? You need someone to take care of you? Go ahead let us take care of that one too. Are you insecure? So you feel you are being used and abused? So you think your life is fucked? Yes please let us feed into your doubts, and insecurities. Let us fill your head with therapy and drugs. Let us encourage you to obey and to manage your anger. Let us lead you to the slaughterhouse ourselves, let us guide you down the path of no return.

This is a waste of your time. Do not resist the urge to hate these words. Do not fight the need to not be “yourself”. There, there, you let it “out”, let it go. You are fucked no matter what you decide.

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