So you know how you’re stoic and don’t like to communicate? Not just like talking, but actually sharing your deep inner workings. And you keep all your feelings inside except for when, sometimes, you are struck with an urgent need to express yourself somehow, just never in a way that’s responsible or healthy, because that would be gay?

It’s funny how depression can make you feel like being repressed makes you superior to other people. All you are doing is refusing to communicate, but you think you’re fucking awesome as fuck for not being a mouthy loser who shares too much. And there’s all that time where you talk talk talk, but always keep the important stuff trapped inside, misleading everyone around you.

Then if you do decide to communicate, it might be an effusive mudslide of first in last out trauma from years past, which sucks. Or an eruption of angry last in first out bullshit ragers against all the people who most recently fucked you over with their assholery. And really these options, and the many many more, are all awful, so really communicating is just the worst, and all the people trying to get you to do it can get fucked.

The bad news is: yes exactly, never communicate. The good news is: you have free will and can express yourself the way you want to, and to who you want to, as long as you’re prepared for the consequences of whichever form of honesty (or dishonesty) that you choose.

Because it’s funny how you’re actually the one deciding what is so important that you should NOT share it. Get the gist? Like society does make everyone conform to bullshit expectations, but you’re still the ultimate arbiter of what is too taboo or trivial to communicate to others. Whether you go to therapy, talk to a confidant, or just rage when you want to, all options for communication are yours to think over, even if you just decide to stick with not communicating.

So you can feel superior when you repress your feelings. Because everyone knows that brooding just is cool. Still, if you do decide to express yourself, you’ll own the outcome of whichever type of sharing you choose, so that’s pretty boss too. Even if you fuck it up. Ha ha!