Someone literally said this to me once about depression. “That’s what I did and it worked for me, so if you’re still depressed it’s because you’re choosing to be.”

I almost chose to Jazz-yeet him out of the house.

Anyway, it turned out the main reason for my depression was that I had been surrounded by toxic assholes for too long. Things vastly improved when I chose to change that so I guess it did work in a roundabout way.

Especially if you sing/scream along at the top of your lungs for the last one. I’m actually not even sure it’s possible not to.

I’ve noticed that there are two distinct mindsets in people who have been hurt in one way or another.

The first is “I had it bad, so I don’t want others to experience the same.”

The second is “I had it bad, so why would anyone else have it better?”

I think they genuinely feel cheated when someone else gets something they never got. And they take it out on the people who did get that thing instead of holding the people accountable who denied them that thing. Even if they didn’t deserve to get hurt, that is a shitty outlook to have on life and it’s not going to do anyone any good.