Fuck You and Your Depression! Fuck your pills too.

My own mother, my best friend's mother and many of my and my family's friends succeeded in completing something I couldn't not. Succeeding in suicide is something I wasn't destined to be good at. I do succeed at being an asshole. A selfish asshole. Let me explain why that's a good thing and why my very choice selection of words for title are both something I'm proud of.

Depression is a sensitive topic. It shouldn't be. My opinion is strong and it will remain to be. My opinion boils down to this:

It's literally all in your head.

Realistically all you need to know about depression is that you need to stop listening to a bunch of doctors that are themselves depressed. One step in the right direction is to immediately look up the statistics about the doctors that prescribe you Big Pharma's cure. I could add links to make this easy but I won't. You need to do the work. Links to what I want you to read won't change your mental focus. My goal is to do just that. Change your fucking focus to the rest of this article to start. Stop going to doctors that tell you they know what works when the number of doctors that themselves kill themselves or at least consider it is astounding.

Rather than doing the deed yourself please at least hear me out? Here is what I do to smile all day everyday and it works without questionable side effects.

It's hard I admit especially in the beginning. Believe me when I say I am a stubborn soon of a bitch. Being so stubborn lead me to the cure by accident almost. Almost. Being stubborn left me depressed, lonely, anxious, addicted and angry. Homelessness followed suit. Homelessness forced me into the first and last step into THE cure for depression. I needed help. I had to ask for help.

In order to fix you, you yourself must ask for help! The good thing is in asking for help there is no failure. In my world there exists no such thing in any part of life as failure. If you're world offers a non-fiction version of the "F" weird you can move in with me. Asking for help is a human necessity. Humbling yes. More people need to be humbled anyways and needing to be human is mandatory as a human last I checked. If you acknowledge that failure doesn't exist in asking for help, your mind will be blown (don't go there) what starts to unfold right before you. When you ask for help people again become just that again. People. In general people help people. If you ask people that don't help fuck those people and ask some more people. Become stubborn and know that being selfish in regards to this topic also doesn't apply.

I am going to give you a phrase that you already know. I know you know because it like wanting to help and the need to ask for the same are all innate within all humans. And you are human. The phrase if heard before but hasn't needed it yet. I used to work on a car lot and worked 70+ hours a week. That's nearly, and in some cases is, double the average American work week. Money was our motivation. Motivation was a plenty. The drive though sometimes waivered. The phrase that helped me earn yet another five digit check that month was likely the thing that more importantly saved my life was as follows:

Some days you gotta dig deep. Others you've gotta to dig real fucking deep.

Again, this is something you already know but heed these words now and for ever. Dig deep. Dig as deep as you can and then did some fucking more. You can only dig with a shovel so bring two. You can only dig as deep as you want. You need not want to dig today. Any good sales person and/or gold miner knows, too, that you can dig further with extra men (women). They also know digging in the wrong direction means you better dig back out and did the right direction fast before night falls. After dark if you haven't hit gold you might be forced to wait until tomorrow. Tomorrow in depression is often too late.

In your thinking you must also think there's exact words:

Big Pharma can SUCK it.

We let these asshole 1% pieces of shit convince us to use pills a horse can't swallow and offer no cure and side effects you'll definitely regret to say the least. The side effects with it they suggest. This is the one and only quick and easy solution their chemists have proved it. Chemists certainly know what's best because it is in fact a chemical imbalance. We think?

If this is the direction you want to go then fuck you and your depression.

By all means you can take their horse size enema pills and hope a side effect is also giant donkey dick (not sure how to go PC with this). Remember the cliche take this, get some rest and call me in the morning? Was the water they gave you to swallow their horse pill also laced with a touch of floride? Just kidding it was an enema I forgot.

I'm sorry (no I'm not) but come the fuck on?!?! Are you guys seriously concerned about organic food just too make room for all the extra fucking toxic pills being prescribed by a bunch of rich mother fucker who have never needed to go to a grocery store because everything they eat was raised and grown fan fresh?

Have you been digging in the wrong direction? Would you love to get a huge boner and get rich quick doing it? Do you constantly rely on crooks, cheaters and liars that don't love you or your ugly kid to provide yet another good solution to your financial situation that still doesn't provide you enough to pay the same dickheads to offer a united health care plan to cover all of our depressed citizens?

If you have these or similar symptoms you need to call your physician immediately. We didn't say please because there wasn't time enough for that word. Your going to die.

Side note: I recently received a PHD in fuck your bullshit from Steemit

As a new doctor I can legally prescribe you and everyone the following cure to depression, anxiety, mania, sometimes OCD and much more:

-1 to Infinite HUGS taken anytime you need one. Just ask.
-1 to infinite Cry (ies) same schedule as hugs. If you want cry before and after hugs.
-1 (most important and refills are free/unlimited) laugh. Laugh until you think you might die. Repeat. Although difficult and unlikely to die from over laughing it is possible. Don't do that.
-1 Apple a day. No more. This doctor doesn't want you to stay away. Come see me any time. I'm never booked.

Doctor's Note: mandatory thinking must change. Repeat this statement in your mind, out loud and on paper:

I am not ONLY human. I am human. I am human and that means I think. As Thomas the Train said best I think I can. I think like this now. I can cure my own depression etc. I can cure that which ails my thinking. I know I can because I can think what ever the fuck I want to think. What I think I will eventually believe.

I admit this is a pill much harder to swallow let alone digest than the many options Big Pharma offers. But my pill doesn't effect children, women and men so much so the side effects are literally immeasurable. I do warm mine has a permanent side effect I for one am very willing to risk. Asking for help brings with it new friend from unlikely places. Friends with keeping around and starting around. It also effects other parts of your life in ways you wouldn't expect. No donkey extremities offered. Your face might hurt too in weird ways. You can let me know if it's on a way you don't like. I expect not to hear from you about that.

A month from today and thirteen years ago my mom choose to pass over to the other side by continuing to dig in the wrong direction. Had I known what I know now maybe I could have helped had she asked. I will always continue to miss her. Until recently I harbored a hate for what she did. Today I want to thank her.

Thank you Mom for killing yourself. In your acct of bravery you have me much needed strength. Because of you I have the strength each day to cry these tears. These tears given to me by you mold my words now and forever. My words written and spoken alike are for whomever it is that they meant to reach. Thank you for your courage mom and those of you who brave each day standing with me. Standing for what you believe in. I stand for you because I believe in you.

I pray to ask the God's that at least one person can stand just one more day of suffering. Just one more fucking second until one more person can own these very words and share them as I will continue to do.

Just one more smile.

It took me 13 years to realize that what I try now to convince you is true. The realization was the cure. Realizing it is a choice changed me as it will you from one moment to the next. In a blink of the mind's eye.

Fuck you and your depression. I feel ok saying this because it's all in your head. Like for real.

I am a cocky, arogant ego driven asshole for a reason.

We are one.

Be one or be none.

Thanks for believing in me because I matter of factly (fuck you too Webster's) believe in you,

AdamRant

@originalworks