I'm open (intellectually) to the idea that life doesn't truly just suck (nor that humans are the hapless victims of, say, invivible/spiritual forces)...but today am able to consider that I've just been depressive for so long that I've (mostly) lost the realization of just how skewed my POV is. That that remaining ability to be at all objective leads me to conclude that I'm just still kind of cognitively f*cked up (though it's not my 'fault' per se).
And that maybe it's time to look into (re)trying something new, before making all sorts of cynical assumptions about a hostile universe.
Still not certain meds is the way to go...I keep feeling guilty about all those poor bastards throughout history who didn't have the benefit of the meds. Better not go there. I get caught up once again in my rage over of the ubiquitous nature of Human Suffering. Why should I have the benefit when they didn't?
Oh, don't get me going on the Human Suffering chestnut...
(I'm having a touch of I assume SAD these days...you could tell, couldn't you?)
Damn...this rate, I'll soon be ready for a madpride membership...
And that maybe it's time to look into (re)trying something new, before making all sorts of cynical assumptions about a hostile universe.
Still not certain meds is the way to go...I keep feeling guilty about all those poor bastards throughout history who didn't have the benefit of the meds. Better not go there. I get caught up once again in my rage over of the ubiquitous nature of Human Suffering. Why should I have the benefit when they didn't?
Oh, don't get me going on the Human Suffering chestnut...
(I'm having a touch of I assume SAD these days...you could tell, couldn't you?)
Damn...this rate, I'll soon be ready for a madpride membership...