The Cavalry

People continually devour material that supports, bolsters and puffs
up their own opinion.
They reinforce rather than challenge their own biases.
You can argue whether this is good or bad or indifferent but it's a
very middle-class argument.

Look at it from a sub-mezzo viewpoint.
Imagine if you were really struggling to even be able to contemplate
that the world cares about you.

Wouldn't it be genuinely wonderful to find a well-articulated opinion
that seems to understand your point of view either by agreeing with it
or embellishing or just by respecting that view and adding something.
Or not.

It may be a hero, a celebrity with a nice turn of phrase and a genuine
soul. I don't mean that you have to find £9.99 to pickup Ruby Wax's
latest way to make money out of depression. But we can find material
nowadays all over the place. We don't have to wait for it to be
transmitted.

You might stumble across a program with an interview with somebody you admire.
It might be a podcast. Maybe a repeat of an old show on Radio 4 Extra.
Some sort of interview. Or a quote from the Matrix.

It's not a crime to take a little time to find somebody who resonates with you.
It could save your life.
In an ideal world, someone would help you find such an intervention
before they prescribe pharmacology.
They would find a linguistic key, and pick the literary lock.
They would find the right steps to your dance. And drop footmarks to
show where you need to step. They would stand by your side, and offer
an arm.

When there are people on the Internet who manage to agree to get
together to maim, kill or just hook up and eat each other's flesh,
whatever you have in your head has to be considerably less extreme.

Believe me, the world is full of people who share your view.
Find somebody who resonates with you. Just so you can breathe out.
Then breathe in.

You are not alone.