Getting mentally well is difficult when realising that you’ve already pushed almost everyone away who mattered  but what is normal in a world full of degenerates?
Trusting in people is difficult when having millions of secrets.  Secrets are the only truth,  If secrets are exposed, we are open to submission, we are weak when there is no past untold.

It’s difficult to be normal in a world that is falling apart and full of liars.  Lies become truth and truth becomes lies.  Normal is just an expression of words used to lightly.  Normal is painted out by the higher class to make the rest jealous of their so called perfect life.

Wealth can solve a lot of problems, nothing in life is free so you’d think wealth buys happiness, well that what were led to believe.  Wealth just fills the empty hole left by sadness.  Wealth doesn’t matter because our world is made of dirt and we are just the ants that reap the world and soon we will all be left to rest in the ground.

How can we be mentally well when we are brainwashed into believing the lies of idiots? our words are unheard, we are all made to feel like our opinions don’t matter.
How can anybody be sane when its normal to hear of chaos left caused by terrorism?
Sanity is key to insanity but nothing is sane in a dying world.
Everything is insane, insanity is leading chaos, fear leading agony.

Everybody is mentally fucked in some way and that’s perfectly normal so don’t hate being different.  Use your differences, let them drive you.  Being mentally ill is the new normal, nobody is perfect you, everybody is flawed.  Live your life the way you want to and don’t let anyone tell you how to live it. 

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Published by Lincoln Hall

I’m in my late 20’s and lived in the country side most of my life. I would class myself as a lone wolf because I spent most of my life myself. I’ve suffered from depression and anxiety for most of my life and preferred to be alone with my thoughts. My life has been like a roller coaster with plenty of ups and downs. I was born into an abusive home. I lost my dad when I was young and carried the guilt for many years. I suffered from alcohol and drug addiction but managed to reach sobriety without any help from family or friends. I’m a self-taught computer and mobile phone repair technician, songwriter and now parent of two. For years I’ve had the dream to have a career as a self-published author and blogger.

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