I won't read the whole thread as I don't need to, but I have something to say. My English sucks so I'm not going to write a shitwall of text. I've been freaking depressed for two years, it was just like a goddamn nightmare. And everything began when my dad left me with my hysterical mother without  any supporting or money. She was like rolling every day on the floor in tears and pain 'cauze she had to go on living. She didn't care about him but the mental damage was done and the injury was much deeper then it was on the outside. I've barely stopped her on the 10'th floor of my council estate when she was trying to open the roof door. Running out of house telling me we were to never meet again. My emotions toned out, my hatred and enmity toward humans swelled up. I was like walking deadman sucked out and left without any powers to carry on. I've almost dropped the second University as I had no physical strength, while my brain lost its ability to comprehend new information without resisting. I prayed to god to let me never wake up when I went to sleep. Crying over shitty Japanese cartoons and fiction stories but dry outside. It wasn't life, just purposeless existence. And that's when I burst out and told my mother that fucking bitch ruined my right for happiness. Lol, anon, I was so stupid back then. The next day she took me out to her psychotherapist which prescribe me some antidepressants. They brought me back to life in a couple of fucking days! I've spent two years dreaming of death and retribution for my birthright that I used once but everything turned into ashes. People around went way too better than I thought, I start to learning how to communicate with them. Back in the days I was so naive considering our world is the worst place to live and that happiness didn't exist. Of course, shit happens. But shit is just a flipside of this amazing life that I want to spare with everyone, especially with you who suffered the most.


Yeah, there is such thing as resistance (don't know what's the English equivalent for this term) when we talk about drugs but once you saw the world being all shiny and hospitable, you would never come back to your filthy lives of society parasite and livestock.

I strongly believe medicine isn't the only way to get out of this ocean of muck, bros. But you need to take a step. Whatever, you have nothing to lose, you've hit the bottom if you're here.

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