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[–]Musky༼⁠ ⁠つ⁠ ⁠◕⁠‿⁠◕⁠ ⁠༽⁠つ 🐈 2 insightful - 1 fun2 insightful - 0 fun3 insightful - 1 fun -  (1 child)

Unfortunately you have to learn how to talk down to your intellectual lessers without seeming like a condescending cunt

The issue is not having many peers who understand you, not that there aren't people you can talk to. Of the small pool of people who are your intellectual equal, it's not a guarantee they have the same interests. Or the same life experience, or that you will get along with them. It's lonely and isolating, even when you're surrounded by friends.

I feel your pain, u/binaryblob. Although drinking did make me a lot happier. You say it's unhealthy, but that's a moot point if you want to kill yourself. No reason to leave behind a healthy corpse. Kill those pesky brain cells instead.

[–]binaryblob 1 insightful - 1 fun1 insightful - 0 fun2 insightful - 1 fun -  (0 children)

My life experience in particular seems to be rather depressingly unique.

People that I trusted always said I should find "like-minded" people and that they are "out there". Turns out that they don't exist.

I do really believe I have no peers; people appearing to be interesting even become boring really fast.

It's annoying when other people are surprised by certain events and I am like "Yes, I had expected this would happen".

I don't even believe in the concept of friends anymore; it's all just so incredibly fake and all it takes is life to take one bad turn to see their true nature.

I think drinking makes me happier, because it increases the diameter of the capillaries. I think I am in an almost eternal state of hypoxia in those capillaries which puts my body in an "on"-state, which generates chronic stress, which leads to disease. I don't know whether anyone has come up with that, but it certainly would explain why so many people take drugs.

It looks like I also crave foods that widen my blood vessels.