I have honestly never understood mental issues.

The best thing to do about something you don’t understand is to talk about it by dismissing others.

Wow, depression and sadness or even anxiety seem fake? What an elaborate ploy! 

As someone who battles depression, what would make me happiest right now is for you to die a slow painful death.

Just do what makes you happy. Easy peasy, lemon squeezy.

“I have honestly never understood mental issues.”

Oof, buddy, that’s an area you might want to learn a bit more about one day. Depression is not “I feel sad”, “I’m so nervous”, or “my relative died recently”, depression is “my soul is practicing auto-asphyxiation”. Depression is “I am somehow on the floor but see no good reason to be otherwise” for three or more…

This is fine and everything, but once you’re past level 5 you’re not likely to seek help anyway, because what’s the point? They can’t do anything for you anyway, right? When you get to that point you just don’t want to waste people’s valuable time with your mental garbage and worthless presence.

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