In the face of all this, you can only blame yourself, or blame God, blame the whole world. . .
Hatred, hatred, hatred, hurting others, hurting ourselves-these are all the reasons for us to live, until one day, the oak root in the brain jumps to the limit, and it breaks and collapses with a "click". . . .
The people of Fight Club are happy, because they have room to fill up in their brains and beat themselves up like knocking down terrible enemies. How cool!
The psychiatrist says that everyone who is alive is valuable. But what is the value? I can't see it.
What people with depression need is not the beauty of Australia, but a reason to live, regaining love and being loved-this innate talent. . .
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