Therapy
I’ll start this off by stating none of this is researched unless you call the neurons that are actively working behind the scenes in my gifted brain as research. They observe and automatically recognize patterns on their own free will. I tell them to go take a smoke break, have a coffee, chat up that toothy blonde from HR with the black miniskirt and long legs covered by a dark pantyhose, but they refuse! Diligent little beasts! But yeah, no research, no liberal-agenda google search, no “sCiEntific sTuDies.” Pure “bro-science” if the bro was raw, multi-faceted, lethal in hand-to-hand combat, and wise beyond his years. But therapy, as a holistic whole, has been a net-negative for the entirety of the world.
Now, sure. There are some absolute mental cases who if they had no one to tell their mental concerns to would more than likely paint the walls with a cursed hue of red of even worse, a livelier vibrant shade of someone else’s. That is good that they get to let it off their chest. But let’s be real. This is most likely not you. You have normal people problems. Problems nearly every one of us can relate to by an arm’s reach. Relationship issues, money issues, health issues, familial issues, friend issues, lack of purpose, boredom. Right?
You think you’re depressed and nothing seems to align accordingly in your mind. Things feel like it’s about to blow up, and you sometimes wish it did, but it doesn’t. Pure calmness is like TV static to your ears. You crave entropy! Don’t you see? You crave some commotion to stir your life into some sort of path, whichever! If you find yourself bored and scrolling dopamine-draining, attention-span-sapping apps you are playing a losing game. You are placing yourself in a deeper hole without realizing it until you look up from your phone and realize you are ten-feet deep with the only shovel in sight your bare, veiny hands.
Now some of you may have the opposite problem. Your life is too busy. Feels like you don’t have time for yourself, your girl, your brother, your friends, parents. Every day you attack what needs to be conquered only to look at the time and see it’s time for bed. There’s no escape in sight and somehow you ended up competing in a rat race you never signed up for. There’s no quitting either because who’s gonna do this and that without this and that? How will you accomplish that 5-year goal if you take some time for yourself? 2 hours to play some volleyball? My girl definitely wouldn’t like that! I must spend it with her, of course; she may leave me if I dare do what my body desires! Chess? Waste of time! I could be making money right now! And so this cycle of torture continues, your mind offering you ways out yet you reject them because of a stubborn outlook you have on long-term results thinking it’ll be worth it. If this is you, let me save you thousands of dollars and hundreds of hours on therapy with this:
There is no timeline on when you must accomplish a certain monetary goal. The finish line is your final breath and the longer you delay what you truly desire to alleviate yourself of your burdens, such as through the very work you believe is crucial, the shorter and closer that finish line is pulled. You will not get to enjoy the fruits of your labor by outworking your self-fulfilling desires. Ignore them enough, and they’ll ignore your plead to have just one more day.
But this is not a therapy piece but rather an explanation why it’s been a net-negative and how you can take care of your mind after reading this. Let’s roll.