Uplifting bakwaas for the depressed

For most people, self-awareness and self-pity blossom simultaneously in early adolescence. Its about that time we start viewing the world as cruel and unjust place and we see how threatening it can be. At that very moment when we become, for the first time, both aware and socially conscientious, we receive the news that the world, by and large, doesn’t give a rat’s ass about what you feel. So there is a tendency to slip into rage and self pity, which if indulged, can fester into bouts of depression.

Now, unless someone smarter, wiser, stronger (in short more like me) like a parent, a novelist, a filmmaker, a teacher or a blogger comes and throws that complex out on its big brittle ass and show us how petty and monumentally useless it is to take ourselves so seriously, then depression can become a habit, which in turn can produce a neurological imprint. Once that happens and depression has become electrochemically integrated, it can be difficult (albeit not impossible) to philosophically or psychologically override it. Everybody is a nobody or at the most just a somebody, so don’t ever worry about you being the only nobody around. So if anybody out there exhibits the slightest tendency toward self-importance, lemme remind you that, me and you, you and I, maybe every bit as important as the President or the Pope or the MTV Roadies ka winner, but none of us is much more that a pimple on the ass-end of creation.

What about self-esteem?
Self-esteem is for sissies. Accept that you are nothing more than a cosmic zit and try to keep a lively sense of humor about it. That way lie bliss and maybe even glory.


One comment on “Uplifting bakwaas for the depressed

  1. marieclaus says:


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