What you do is just take those feelings, squish them into a little ball, and keep them deep inside yourself. Try not to think about it. Things just are, it's not always fair, but you can't do anything about it and worrying about things you can't do anything about is not productive.

I think therapy got it all wrong. Talking about your feelings just leads to dwelling on immutable things. And being a sensitive man is not the good quality perhaps you had been led to believe.

I got the unlucky chromosome that devotes everything about you to sex (and work and fighting but that's an extension of sex) and makes you miserable in exchange for making you better at those things

I know, you hate being a dude. I remember.

even if I'm on the brink of suicide.

You remind me of my friend who jumped off a building. It seemed like he was afraid of living, so he killed himself. There's a logical incongruity to that. At that point you should be able to say fuck it, and do what you want (I mean no mass shootings, that's shitty) but you literally have nothing left to lose if you're going to end it anyways.

Also, do you smoke weed?