have you taken your soma yet?

Today, I have just one question: will there ever be a time when we stop explaining every problem as some psychological disorder that must be treated with therapy or drugs?

I realize that we've come a long way in treating the many problems of life. We don't have to worry about drought or a pack of wolves killing us and our friends. The ravages of many diseases no longer fill us with fear. Our main choices in a given day deal with what, not if, we will eat, and how we will entertain ourselves.

But does that mean that it's come down to us expecting to rid ourselves of nervousnous or worry? Do we believe that a drug exists for every problem? Or that every problem in life is, in fact, bad?

I realize that I might be called callous and risk being beaten by those who suffer from such phenomena, but it's all too much for me.

Kids are rowdy, relationships are tricky, there's lots to worry about, people are irrational, life can suck sometimes. Was anybody promised otherwise?

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