Yo... so what’s it like to be genuinely happy with having no idea how depression or anxiety feels like? I know some people who’ve been like “oh I don’t know what it feels like to have depression.” And I’ll just look at them and say “wow, you never want to know dude.”
Why do people try to “brag” about some dumb ass shit. One time this kid (probably not even 18) was telling me about this time he did a bunch of dust cleaner and woke up in his own piss and puke but was talking about it like he was tryna flex? What do you want a pat on the back? You need a pat on the butt with a big ass paddle, fuck.