Posted by Mr. Scott on January 6, 2002, at 23:29:02
What has become of me? What has become of so many of us? Trying to make life more tolerable with pills manufactured by corporate giants with an interest in nothing more than profit. Pills being pushed on us and we willingly accept them from a bunch of second rate docs who couldn't stand the site of blood or shoving their fingers in someones rear-end. This is not the answer...science is too far away from a physiological cure for mental illness. We can only hope for half measures and accept the inevitable and often intolerable side effects these drugs deliver us. And this is where so many hopes and dreams lie, and so much money is spent, and time wasted, in the pursuit of biological happiness. It is the irony of our time, that science has hinted at helping the shy and sad but cannot fully deliver on such a promise. And yet the world expects us to take these pills and act normal and drag on pretending to be like those without our vision. Our vision is painful to us, but more importantly it is disruptive to the rest of the world...and so we feel guilty and take pills. And we feel numb...and for a while things are okay and our employers gain more productivity from us, and our parents feel like it isn't so much their fault. And the others feel more comfortable around us. But our vision is no less accurate, it has been around for eternity, and it has a distinct value that cannot be lost. Utopia is a dangerous place.
Often times I am not happy and thats okay. The world can just deal with it. I can deal with it.There is a car I want...And so I will go without a couple appointments with my pompous arrogant self serving shrink each month so I can have it. He could balance equations and I could not...therefore he gets to write the scripts and I get to take them. That is all that seperates us. And of course that I am a better person.
Scott
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