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I miss having depressed friends I can share feelings with. They would invigorate my mental health to allow me to fight another day. Laying out our depression was considered cool in my gay day but today, it's a "Debbie Downer Syndrome" to avoid. We are spastic, trying not to hurt anyone's sensitive feelings whilst trumpeting tired cliches that are supposed to uplift. We don't dive deep for fear of drowning . "DDS" isn't about the headline propaganda we all sputter but how she fits in the world. We are too busy in the world to look at our friends, to be mindful of signals and to notice we've been programmed. We have become the robots we couldn't create. We all want to think we are making a difference but not acknowledging that "DD" is screaming for help is not going to certify the campaign for a better world.
Suicidal people don't want to die but society never shuts their blowhard long enough to let anyone think. 20-Nov-2019