I'll be blindingly honest-I think of suicide at times. This doesn't mean I'd consider it as an option, but I think any sensitive individual can feel overwhelmed...weary of the world. Stranger thoughts have been thunk.
I question enlightenment, I am cynical of society. The people in charge are as confused as everyone else, they just put on a good face and lie about it.
Jail does wonders for your perception...Anti-Rehab. Jail lets you look at people with nothing to hide behind. Everyone is in uniform. Only your persona exists...no material shields. Unless, of course, you are more comfortable with just becoming your uniform...which some people are.
Sometimes the future looks bleak.