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– the less people you involve, especially if you see them on a good day, the better
– don’t confide in a health professional. it is their job to make things worse. they won’t see it that way. you will not change their mind
– if you think you can’t possibly feel like a sell-out right now, think again. don’t make gestures or talk about what you’re going to do, whatever that may be, until you have done it
– nobody will “blame themselves” for what you’re feeling like so much as feign the same “concern” that gives them licencse to discuss that concern to everyone and anyone but you
– make excuses to be happy about fuck all. you can still laugh even if you’re still fucking here every morning
– embracy irony and sarcasm
– don’t expose yourself to advertisements until they fall completely out of relevance with your life
– embrace your inner masochist, and unlearn to laugh at yourself. feel every idiot at maximum volume. learn their methods to make others feel their pain or disdain
– take up a bad habit that kills you slowly. make sure it feels good so you can commit yourself to it. indulge when you wish for it to hit you here and now
– it will never hit here and now, don’t act disappointed
– stop explaining yourself when you feel bad [about / for] anycunt. if someone is too good to hurt and it wouldn’t be right, leave them alone and be grateful that someone who doesn’t deserve it gets a break for once
– pre-empt the “fuck you then” that will come whether you put a smile on for them or not
– lower your expectations until your ego dies and they are gone
– don’t let yourself feel betrayed when you get none
– pour your life into the people who are there for you right now, and make sure you do right by them if you ever find a way out of here
– form fraternities and covenants with the living dead parasites you meet when you finally run aground on the bedrock at the bottom of the ocean
– use your new powers of free will to spread around the corruption
– don’t make people feel like they need to “fix” something when they are naively in your orbit
– take the money and run. take the money and run. take the money and run.
– weaponise yourself, and don’t feel the pressure from “everyone” that you make up in your own mind when you don’t get the things that you want
– don’t listen to someone’s shitty anecdote about how they overcome [and trivialise, apparently] the things that they think you are “going through”
– take every opioid that you can get your hands on and let yourself feel what it’s like for the pain to vanish into irrelevance
– take the smoke right in until it turns your lungs into sponge cake and start to crumble away
– give hypocrites the everlasting gift of non-repudiation, and demonstrate your own hypocrisy around them
– don’t talk about double standards like it’s a bad thing, everybody lies
– turn on someone who is beautiful until they are on their knees, begging you to take their innocence away
– always enjoy that transition, in painfully ecstatic tingles of slow motion, together
– waive any fathom of depth about you, and live luxuriously in the shallow and unfortunate for as long as it pleases you
– let yourself be teased just to feel the unbearable dopamine craving you get when it really fucks with your mind
– feel your mind change your inhibitions or perception of reality until all of your personal standards are crooked or completely gone
– don’t feel bad or get angry simply because it’s what you’re supposed to do
– ask yourself frequently if you are actually angry or depressed enough to care
– when you’re all horrible and sweaty force yourself to do things that you can never be bothered to do because you can’t be assed making yourself all horrible and sweaty
– yell out loud, at the top of your fucking voice, because you don’t give a fuck at all what someone else might “think”
– if whatever you’re doing pisses someone off let them eat shit and die, press your thumbs in deep and dig right into the fluffy freshly baked loaf of life
– use your imagination and put your mind into something counterproductive for a change, or plain and simply chaotic
– live like you’ve got fuck all to lose, and love like you’ve only just begun
– if you’re still waking up in the morning, then don’t stop going until the job is done
– find every moment of madness precursor to your personal hedonistic fun
– don’t be afraid of passion, and stare directly into the high noon desert sun

that was mortal depression module 101

with love xøxø