Worldwide eternal Frankenstein living death slavery

Reblogging to agree and say that what was happening to me was (and to an extent still is) severe and was the result of manifold health problems and has taken the better part of a year to effectively treat. I did not expect medication to be this effective. But it is. So if you think that you are untreatable, get a second opinion.

Kill the idea that suffering is somehow authentic and worthy, and take the fucking drugs. I lost years of my life to this kind of thinking and I have nothing to show for it other than a handful of embarrassing memories and a house full of clutter I don’t want or need. There’s at least five regularly used different classes of antidepressants! And about four more specifically for anxiety! They’re all acting on your brain in different ways and you will have different reactions to each of them! Don’t give up and accept misery because you’ve mistakenly believed the misery is your real personality!

Refusing to take insulin because diabetes is the real me

The other reason the 90s thing was/is a thing is that there's also thirty years of pharmacological advancement between the meds then and the meds now. I have been told on more than one occasion that the drugs I took even back in the early 2010s were 'something we don't normally prescribe anymore' and they recommended a different one which works better with fewer side effects.

Also, doctors were prescribing lethal doses of antipsychotics to school children who had like, mild ADD or dyslexia. There's a reason a lot of millennial and GenX are terrified of prescription drugs, and it's that doctors would pour pills down your throat until you died from them or killed yourself, because they needed to prescribe a certain amount in a year to get a golf trip from Pfizer. No amount of telling your doctor it was making it worse was going to stop them from upping your dosage five times in a year for a drug that straight up wasn't meant to be treating you.

Also, the above STILL HAPPENS in modern day. So to reiterate what that one guy said: the wrong meds can kill you just as bad as no meds. Find a doctor that actually gives a shit.

You can also substitute in "Age verification online" and find the same formula in play.

there are songs i hear and go “man there is no way anyone actually listens to this” and then you hear it on the radio 300 times a day and the album is nominated for a grammy and there are fans who spend every dollar they have on merch and concert tickets to sold out stadiums of people who all love that song. and you wonder if maybe you’re the one who’s wrong but then you hear it again and decide that nope, you’re right and everyone else has lost their minds

I was telling my dad about how there are always hermits in Arthurian stories, just, you're out on a quest and you need directions or to recover from a wound so you look for the nearest hermit because there's usually one around. My Dad said "Like gas stations" and I have not been the same since

My Dad would like me to clarify that part of his point was that a few hundred years from now, when gasoline is no longer in use, someone could read media from today and think it's silly how there are so many gas stations handily about, seems a bit unrealistic don't you think? And by the same reasoning, maybe random hermits were actually that plentiful in the 1200s. (I love him for putting so much thought into this.)

I'm just Ken; I have normal human skin;

After seeing your Level 3 Super I question that

Mercenaries at the tavern are always laughing at me saying "He hasn't the stones!" and I know they mean balls but sometimes I feel like they mean the powerful elfstones that can grant any wish. And it's like well nobody has those

I've just received some distressing news