I always feel like what happened to me wouldn't have been so bad if there was actual help. If our society was more forgiving and able to support my parents so they wouldn't be stressed to the point of abuse. What they did is just a symptom of this piece of crap world. I had to save myself because the only advice people seem to have is
Go to therapy!
Yes let me pay another human being with their own problems 200 an hour to pretend to care about me. Someone who might actually make things worse and waste my time. LOL. And there's nothing they can say that will magically change the fact that most of the population (including my own father) is addicted to porn and DOES NOT respect women at all and I'm supposed to just be okay with it. Or that the food industry capitalizes off of people's pain and encourages them to numb themselves with sugar. Or that children are sex trafficked every day. That corporations are destroying the environment. Therapists, like everyone else in this capitalist hellscape, make a living off people's pain and desperation to be relieved of it. If the world was a better place they'd have no job so most people in the mental health industry don't actually care at all about making you better.
I HATE IT HERE. And I feel like the only way to make it through is to be cold hearted, which just makes me feel inhuman and worse. I get so frustrated I always end up truly wanting to die after 3 months of faking it till I make it. There is so much wrong that it's actually MADDENING to me and I don't know how people survive in North America without drugs. When I don't have coffee, drink, eat crap, watch TV, I am just miserable now that I can see clearly what I was trying to run away from with all these little distractions. I feel like I'm just coasting through with no direction. I always regress into these animalistic mental breakdowns of just hitting myself and objects and feeling this uncontrollable rage that feels very justified, yet I have no idea where to direct it. I don't know how to control it when it comes.
Go to therapy!
Yes let me pay another human being with their own problems 200 an hour to pretend to care about me. Someone who might actually make things worse and waste my time. LOL. And there's nothing they can say that will magically change the fact that most of the population (including my own father) is addicted to porn and DOES NOT respect women at all and I'm supposed to just be okay with it. Or that the food industry capitalizes off of people's pain and encourages them to numb themselves with sugar. Or that children are sex trafficked every day. That corporations are destroying the environment. Therapists, like everyone else in this capitalist hellscape, make a living off people's pain and desperation to be relieved of it. If the world was a better place they'd have no job so most people in the mental health industry don't actually care at all about making you better.
I HATE IT HERE. And I feel like the only way to make it through is to be cold hearted, which just makes me feel inhuman and worse. I get so frustrated I always end up truly wanting to die after 3 months of faking it till I make it. There is so much wrong that it's actually MADDENING to me and I don't know how people survive in North America without drugs. When I don't have coffee, drink, eat crap, watch TV, I am just miserable now that I can see clearly what I was trying to run away from with all these little distractions. I feel like I'm just coasting through with no direction. I always regress into these animalistic mental breakdowns of just hitting myself and objects and feeling this uncontrollable rage that feels very justified, yet I have no idea where to direct it. I don't know how to control it when it comes.