Can literature make you go insane? Has it affected your

If 4chan shitposts counts as literature, yes

If twitter counts as literature, yes

>>9280862
>>9280865
Neither do

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Not insane but celine was hard to read. Made me depressed everytime i thought about it.

>>9280885
Would your recommend Journey to the End of the Night to someone who is depressed?

>>9280896
I mean do what you want but celine hates life in general, so i wouldn't

>>9280860
No.
You can't just "get" mental illnesses (outside of trauma based illnesses)

Movies can make you get weird, however. I once watched Videodrome on a streaming/chat site- you could watch what people were typing getting progressively bizarre as the movie went on. It's not something that sticks around though.

>>9280896
Celine is funny af, and I think you have to be depressed to see that so go ahead.

Can literature be literature?

>>9280860
If you read too much and sleep too little you can dry out your brain and lose your wits.

>>9280935
Gnarly! Niche taste.

The closer its author was to being a superconductor the more likely it is that it will read you back.

>>9280860
funny enough I had the most hardcore mental breakdowns of my life while/after reading Don Quixote, which, as you may know, is about a guy who goes crazy

>>9280860
evelyn waugh fictionalized his own mental breakdown as it was occurring

i guess that's a chicken and egg situation though

>>9280896
WELL I mean it's about the main character experiencing fucked up things about society, but if you're depressed about modern society then it might be comforting to read about a character who feels the same way.

Well written literature can affect you emotionally, but it can't outright make you go crazy. Perhaps it could trigger a latent disorder?

I know I got pretty depressed for a while after marathoning Whatever, but I also realized that I was always depressed, but now I could put my finger on exactly why.

It was the conspirators behind the literature that ruined me and put me in the hoosegow for the mentally insane, where I now bang my head against the cage I've been placed in for respite. Not respite from the literature, but from the society that is so always a critique of society!

It isn't books that made me crazy, it was my socio-economic status, immigrants, family history, and a vicious alliance of men and women bent on my everyday torment through the simple, the mundane, and the sexual...

And when I do kill my self, it will be the conspirators who will have to carry that weight on there shoulders into there grave