Depression is a bitch - Page 3

I'm denying reality? How the hell do you come to that strange thought from what I said? I have an attitude of denial towards the will to live, so I'm arming myself against the biological-incentive (<-- edited, put the wrong word earlier) system that we have built-in, but not denying reality. My intent a couple years ago was to understand human psychology and create a sort of science of happiness, an eudemonology (to the best of my ability). I came to the conclusion that living life like most people are doing does not facilitate happiness. My idea of happiness is more along the lines of the one of the ancient Greeks, eudaimonia, or the preserving of tranquility.

Well, I guess I should have precised: I have no hope/faith in humanity or things getting better. My hopes are things like "I hope my cat isn't sick" or things like that. I am glad that there are good human beings alive doing good things, but I think humanity is doomed and I would not mourn our species if we were suddenly about to become extinct.

I enjoy life too, I'm not anhedonic. I just think it's more bad than good. We are young and privileged people so we don't really realize this most of the time and we as a society suffer from an optimism bias which makes us feel like things are better than they really are. I just saw my girlfriend's great grandmother yesterday and she can no longer interpret her situation as being better than it really is because she can no longer do anything on her own, not even walk. She kept telling me she was miserable and would rather die, like a broken record. This is the reality that people try to hide from when they run around with their boners looking for the next exciting thing while they still have their health.

Probably the only thing that we can't doubt is that we are, so I don't know what you're on about with this last sentence. We can definitely argue that we cannot know "who we really are" but to straight up deny that you exist just because you "sense" that you exist is absurd.

Take an 8th of shrooms or some LSD? Both are pretty amazing non addictive "safe" drugs that can put a new spin on perception.

Read Nassim Taleb's books

(Fooled by Randomnes, The Black Swan, Antifragile, Dynamic Hedging)

To me, being hard on the outside and recognize that you are soft inside means to protect yourself from too much (any?) exposure to environmental factors that you don't wish to assimilate into one's personality. Humans are truly products of their environment. This is the reason I stopped excessively browsing message boards where you will always end up constantly reading posts by r-tards, or listening to debauched pop music, etc, can wear down anyone is what my long experience with a former period of depression has taught me.

Bad night to come to LP for lolz. Between learning of the existence of rape porn and now that video I now have not 1 but 2 new definitions for the phrase "fucked up" to the point of being fucked up that we as a people could consider developing a new word to truly emphasize the fuckedupness of fucked up that these items portray. There's always alcohol to drink and sinatra to listen to?