That's not stress.
You're not going to ever get a "Good" job. This economy sucks ass. You better start doing what you love, cause you're going to end up doing that for the rest of your life. Turns out, if your really good at it, you might end up getting paid!
There is no Magical Person! There's just a bunch of Assholes who want to fuck you! Turns out, some of them respect and love themselves enough that they want respect and love you too, and THEN want to fuck you! So you better start Respecting and Loving yourself enough so that when you meet someone who knows how they wish to be cherished as equally as much as they want to cherish you, FUCK THAT PERSON! Then make terrible decisions with the person you wish to spend the rest of your life with, shit out a few kids, & call it a wonderful life.
Your Parents are already disappointed about their own lives! That's called growing up! There's something magical about growing up when you realize that the people who raised you are the same fragile, fleshy human beings who made a shit load of terrible decisions & a few good ones which brought them to this inevitable conclusion called you. Then they had to fucking teach you shit while they were still trying to figure out what the fuck they were doing! At some point when you grow up, you're going to look at your parents & realize that they are doing their best, & are so incredibly Proud of you for doing the best that you can. They have nothing but Pride for you, cause even when you do the stupidest shit, they remember all the really dumb shit they did & realize that you're a dumb ass fleshy person too, & not all of their life's ambitions. One of the best days of my life came when in a conversation with my folks about how much pride I had for them as human beings, & that I no longer saw them as my Parents, but two of my Best Friends. Two people who have been doing their best for years & who have managed to raise a human being who could love them back. I simply told them that I hope I could accomplish that incredible task one day myself, & hopefully I won't fuck up as much as they did! :)
Life isn't smooth. There was a Reddit post the other day about a Tree that required Stress Wood to Grow. It isn't helpful to dwell on Stress, absolutely not, however it is necessary to push yourself to your greatest extents to receive your much deserved rewards. You never deserved this response. This whole tirade is a cheat code that you're not supposed to experience until at least level 25. The only reason I'm wasting my time writing this to a complete stranger is because a close friend of mine used the same phrase recently, of life needing to be smooth, before killing herself. You just happened to be the unlucky soul that said the magic words...
I don't ever want you to falsely believe that life is ever going to be easy, and I want you to cherish that fact. I wish for you to go through such strife that in the end when your limp fat and drugged up sweaty body pushes out the fattest fleshy Goop in the world, you can look that Stupid Baby in the eyes & be sure that no matter what Heaven or Hell may come, you're gonna Love the shit out of that Baby as much as you've Loved your entire life up to that single point.
Stop Drinking Sugar Water. Drink Lots of Water and Tea. Massages are a terrible substitute for Stretching and Exercise. Produce twice as much as you Consume. Know the difference between Concepts and Content! Always Laugh at least once while having Sex! It's the one life you got, so Fuck it Up & have Fun doing it!
And always,
Be Well.
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