Imagine you're stuck in a moveable glass box. you got food, water, bed, everything you need to live in that glass box. You can also like move it around to get physically somewhere you need. You can talk with other people but you can't touch them, you can't get too close, and everyone thinks because you're a retarded weirdo because you live in the glass box. You desperately want to be a normal person who talks with people and has fun like all the normal people do but you're shit out of luck because you can't leave your glass box but you're doomed to know that it's out there possible to others but not to you. You try to tell yourself you don't want it since it's impossible but it doesn't fucking work.
That's what my life is. Nothing helps. That's why I don't care about being nice, or not being offensive, or whatever the fuck else, it doesn't matter. There's something wrong in my head and the demiurge made me this way, I hope he and his worshippers are happy because I am not.
Well, there's such a thing as unbreakable glass, but more seriously I have tried to get out of that a few times and it would just not work out. Maybe I should try again.
It seems like I can be very good with people online but real life is where it just doesn't work.
Mental health specialists are not always helpful. They like to spit out their professional bull shit. What if a person wants real people that actually understand to help with their problems?
Aren't there some people that are in a metical job that won't know what there doing so the patient won't really be treadted so they have to find another place?
@9, but does he care about other people's problems is the question. His entire existence on this platform is dedicated to the distressing of other usrs.
All that I survey, I could easily destroy. From time to time, it is important to remind these small creatures of the true extent of my power.
yeah if ferumight doesn't care about the problems he causes people in the program, why on the fucking earth should we care about his stupid fucking depressing ass problems?
I hope you're fucking being sarkastic because I'd rather kill myself and go down to the deepest level of hell than ever give a single thaught to wether you will survive till the next morning