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It’s deeply annoying how so many dopamine-typicals think that “Are you depressed because _____ or are you _____ because you’re depressed?” is the Willy Wonka Golden Ticket/Come To Jesus express lane to recovery — especially the assholes who throw the question out like they’re Captain Kirk and your depression is an inscrutable, invincible robot that can be easily destroyed by a logical paradox.
There’s so much to enjoy in your comment – from “dopamine-typicals” to the whole Captain Kirk-robot battle… Ha ha!
To be fair to Sally, though, it’s no picnic living with someone who’s chronically depressed, and I think all things considered she’s being pretty gentle on ol’ Sam. I mean, she could have taken the other Captain Kirk route and smacked him one on the jaw (another tactic too many dopamine-typicals think will cure everything)…
Thanks for the kind words, Dylan. I’ve thought about it a bit, and decided that getting a hard right cross to the jaw would be more constructive than some passively aggressive either/or rhetorical question. If the jaw is unreachable because the depressed person is lying on the floor, a few kicks to the torso would suffice.
I’ve also decided that my depression is not NOMAD but rather the lizard-man Gorn who beats the crap out of Kirk until he pulls gunpowder out of his ass to blast him and win their duel — only my lizard-man’s growling and hissing translates to something that sounds a lot like “Zodiac Motherfucker” from the Onion/AV Club comments sections. THAT IS THE PRICE A CANDYASS PAYS WHEN HE GETS TOTALLY PWNED BY SOME PIDDLYASS DOPAMINE LEVELS
Coolest depression EVER!
I think mine is/was more like a gelatinous cube (which as we all know is immune to critical hits)…
So, your psyche has dungeon walls that are so clean you could eat off them?