Moral of the story, the more well rounded you are, the more gravity will drag you down into the abyss. But squares? Oh yeah, they’re staying right where they are. It’s hip to be square.
Yeah. Whenever someone tells me "you're not the only one suffering," it never makes me feel better.
It's like, "so I'm right, then? The world is shit, and it's fucking everyone over? It's not just in my head? Great, so life sucks and I have an even greater reason to feel shit..."
Why do people feel the need to face their flaws as if that's an actual concept that exists?
Everything is subjective. Flaws aren't real. It's just dumb shit evil people shove down your throat and convince you you have so they can shut you down in arguments whenever it's convenient for them.