Dallas
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Way too much big brain thinking for my tiny little smoothbrain to handle lmao. But I get the gist of what he was saying there, and he’s right.
I try less to understand the roots and more the person themself. My empathy and such is seriously a double edged sword that I tend to strike myself more at times then at depression or the like. I’ve always been for the person and I doubt that’ll change much in my life. I’ve always fought for the stranger I’ve never met yet I still feel a sort of subconscious relationship with them. Like I’ve met them before and can relate somehow or the other. Maybe my psychosis is just tricking my mind further, I dunno.
I understand but the basics of depression and what it can do to the human mind and body. Literally all I want is to simply help the other one struggling. To help them find their voice and raise them up back to their feet. It’s always been a feeling more intoxicating then the strongest drug I’ve ever taken. Am I simply selfish? Or am I way too selfless that I’ve failed to recognize I’ve been destroying myself?
Damn you dallas you’ve got me questioning life again
read capitalist realism
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