They Don’t Give A Fcuk About Your Mental Health

They Don’t Give A Fcuk About Your Mental Health

What they do care about. . .

The Problem

They don’t give a fuck about your mental health. They care about power, control, and manipulation.

Anyone that says they care about your mental health, and treats you like shit, is really only interested in controlling you. And that folks is what this situation boils down to. They didn’t want me to work, they won’t let me have friends, or a girlfriend. Why? Because they want to live like zombie cat shit in peace. They want a world, so damn fucked up, no one will want to live.

They don’t want me to talk. They don’t talk with me, they talk “To” me like I’m a sack of shit to them. They don’t respect me, they don’t see any value in me. Regardless of what I do, or don’t do. I’m tired of the lifestyle they want to live. It isn’t living, its a damn living death. A gilded cage. Life is meant to be lived, and it is meant to be a lot better than this.

They don’t want to be anything. They are content with bouigiouess living, with idle, boring, dull, and dim witted. They eat plain food, nothing special, they live dull boring meaningless existences.

And they will drug you to live just like them if you don’t agree to living like they do. I’m tired of this shit. It’s abuse. Damn it. no one listens, no one cares. They are going to be unhappy. They don’t value creative work, they don’t value art, poetry, music.

They have no appreciation for such things. It is meaningless to them. They don’t respect skill, effort, talent. They could not care. They want to be mediocre boring sacks of shit. They do nothing really, they don’t think, they don’t listen. It is senseless to argue with them. They don’t understand the argument. It is like their heads are programmed to be stupid.