I come to a crossroads in life, where I have to make a decision between taking a menial job that will keep bills paid while I continue to wallow in self-pity, or somehow managing to snap out of it and fudge what little I have achieved into a career that leads me to being literal POTUS.
But as I find myself phasing out my last obsessive interest in place of another one as I had throughout childhood without having actually learned Japanese or whatever the goal was with the last one, I find myself content in being miserable and can't even see the first step to success through all the self-pity.
I'm pretty sure this low road is what every miserable human being takes, but voices within me as well as around me can't be satisfied with this. But there's too much static for me to focus on anything in particular.
At this point I'm probably describing a literal mental disorder, but maybe you lot would have some advice on how to at least achieve a simple thing like take a woman I see to bed without first being distracted by a butterfly every time I try to approach and talk to them.
>>18549904
>without first being distracted by a butterfly every time I try to approach and talk to them.
WTF are you on about?
>>18549917
I mean a sudden drift in train of thought that renders whatever action under consideration undoable, that may or may not be caused by an actual butterfly.