DorkyNerd wrote:
Once or twice, I got into a discussion about this with some other people.
One guy said, "If there were a pill to make you normal, I would toss it as far away from me as my arm could throw it! I would chuck it to China!"
That seems to be the prevailing opinion.
If there was a pill to make me normal, I'd probably break a leg getting to it. A herd of stampeding elephants wouldn't keep me away from it. I'd cross every mountain and ocean in the world to get my hands on it.
What say ye?
I too would go to great lengths to get a pill to make me "normal." I don't care if it would make me a different person, I don't like who I am anyway. At least I'd be capable of having a job I could support myself on, able to live completely independently, contribute in some way, not be a burden on anyone but myself. I'd actually have a need to socialize, but I'd also have the means to fulfill it. I'd be able to speak as loudly as I wanted to whenever I wanted to. I probably wouldn't have legs covered in self-harm scars or have gotten ECT that damaged my memory badly enough that I can even forget what's on TV during a commercial break. If I was lucky, I wouldn't have insomnia issues so bad that I'm lucky to get even half an hour of sleep a night without meds and even with meds I don't get enough sleep and am exhausted all the time.
Sorry, I kind of went off topic for the thread. Suffice it to say, I'm jealous of people who can even just live "normal" lives.
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Yet in my new wildness and freedom I almost welcome the bitterness of alienage. For although nepenthe has calmed me, I know always that I am an outsider; a stranger in this century and among those who are still men.
-H. P. Lovecraft, "The Outsider"