The site of million dollar houses, snobby empty people will increase your depression, even if you yourself are rich. It doesn't matter.
This is one of the reasons why the West is so depressing. They think richness makes people happy. It doesn't. I like puddles, dirt, commotion and disorder. It cures my soul.
You don't always have to be clean, orderly in EVERYTHING!
Thats why people like Marylin Monroe, Robin Williams, Michael Jackson and Elvis commit suicide. If they went to a place like Russia and started a farm, they would've met people who make them happy.
Meh, even going to a places like Canada, Iowa or Wisconsin would've helped them.
Living around cold calculating rich assholes will make you DEPRESSED.
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[–] theshopper 0 points 1 point 1 point (+1|-0) ago
I hear ya. Seems like you need people but hate most of them. Do you remember when you made friends online that you didn't know in real life? You can still do that if you need serious specialized interaction.
"small towns to recover enough from the 8-year recession for their culture to swing away from "drug use, suicide, and cashing in welfare checks or fleeing to the city for a government job"
Yeah that can be pretty depressing but there are still good small communities out there you just have to learn to live slower. Case in point the reason small town folks like to talk is because personal community is still valuable too them. Learning to talk to people is a skill not developed in Urban jungles, where your interactions are in the minutes to seconds with new people.
I'm getting windy now but everything you want to find in interpersonal relationships can be found and had outside the city. I bet you've never gotten laid in a wheat field on a bright summers day.
[–] Alpha_Voat_Protecter 0 points 1 point 1 point (+1|-0) ago
Don't get me wrong, I actually like being around people and like hearing their stories (particularly if we stay out of politics and religion), but since the terrible 8 years of Obama and the culture-shifting election of 2016 (particularly with the increased amount of time I spent on red-pilled sites like Voat and the Chans), I just have a habit of latching onto little hints and clues about people's background, personality, and beliefs, and using that to figure out who has been tainted by the Marxist brainwashing (basically everyone, in some form or another) and how badly (socialism and Trump broke my D&D group, and one of my closest friends from middle-school through college is a little too deep into the "drugs and clubs" scene for my post-red-pill liking {even if it is just "vaping" and "his group of friends from high-school and work happily talking about casual sex"}).
Yeah, I could do try making friends online, but all of my old online role-playing groups splintered before my college one did, all of the games I used to play online are just utterly boring to me now, all of the new games run like shit on my laptop (which cost me over a thousand dollars just a few years ago, although I purposefully avoided ever "upgrading" it to Windows 10), and I don't have as much time to search for them or interact with them as I used to (because "the work is hard, but the pay is good").
I don't know, I've always felt like my social needs are in a perpetual state of over-compensating balance: when I'm by myself for more than a few days, then I start feeling like I am desperate to hang out with other people, but after starting a long interaction with them (be it a sports activity, going out to eat, just hanging out at one of our houses, etc.), I eventually start thinking "I really wish I was back home right now". It usually ends up making me avoid trying to make the first move, and while it usually seems okay at the time, I often look back and wish I had spent more time physically around others.
[–] theshopper 0 points 1 point 1 point (+1|-0) ago
No worries, you'll find yourself.