Hello ladies, gentlemen, losers, failures, fools, idiots, retards; or whatever name your self-destructive and defective mind has decided to name you. Congratulations, you have just taken the first step in realising the root of all evil, the 'trigger' for your oh-so unbearable mental crisis. That's right, the solution to your depression and your social anxiety is closer to you today than you could have ever dreamed; it's right above your eyes ladies and gentlemen.
Now, instead of giving you the much needed lecture about what your brain is and how to use it, ive decided to skip the grade two science and get to the point: You can be whoever the hell you want to be. You heard it over a billion times from your parents, your teachers, the old man with the cane sitting on the park bench and even from that wacked out guy who use to host Blue's Clues. It turns out that this drug induced television host was actually providing your kids with a very useful message before he stepped into rehab.What you and your kids did not know though, was that this message was all you needed to live a succesful and happy life.
So your medical bill, stress, and likelihood of suicide have escalated so high to the point where you can no longer take it. You spend countless hours on the web searching for people with the same problem as you, so you can keep re-assuring yourself that your not alone, that there are other people out there who are just as, or a lot more; fucked up as you are. And instead of using the web for research on interesting topics that can atleast make yourself minimally interesting when it comes to casual conversation with another human beign, you trade it all for hours of useless research about your so-called problem just so you can get a little bit of re-assurance which you find so comforting that it puts you to sleep at night like a bedtime story does to a small child. The next morning you force yourself out of bed and repeat the same stupid process and its a never ending cycle of self-hatred.
You think you have a mental problem? Depression, Social Anxiety, Asperger's syndrome, Anxious personality disorder, well i'm here to tell you that you do, but I have a cure. No, I am not a doctor, and no I did not do my research, but the reason why I want to share this cure with you is because it saved me life, and within 1 week of my discovery for the first time in my life I got laid.
So heres the cure ladies and gentlemen. It's called; not giving a fuck. I don't care how stupid you are, how screwed up you are, or how quiet your are in a social setting, the truth is it's because of one thing and one thing only. You carry around a force field, in this force field you hold all your ideas, jokes, charm, and potential for a friendship or relationship back because your scared of being attacked personally, you care about what other people think. Well stop it, let it out. UNLEASH IT! Love yourself, climb to the top of the tower and scream your name out loud so everybody can hear it, so everybody knows who this awesome person is who you've hidden from the world all your life, let yourself go, enjoy your life because you only get one.
Goodluck everyone, my name is George and this isn't the last you will hear from me.
