Ain’t no mystery about the way we feel, but you get so alone at times, when all you’re trying to do is heal. What is this great misunderstanding? Where do we go from here? You know I think this song is about the fact that the world is in fucking shambles. Ironic that is was released in October of 2019, if only Dallas knew what was just a few months away. This song comes off a record called “a pill for loneliness”. I’m not sure if the powers that be ever got around to making said pill but it was a real thing. Dallas saw on the news that they were creating a pill for loneliness. At a time where we are more connected than ever with phones, social media, and that creepy starlink shit Elon Musk has going on, there’s an epidemic of loneliness around the world.

I find it interesting, but not surprising that the first solution big Pharma would come up with is another fucking pill. At this point there’s a pill for everything. Sad? Take a pill. Mad? Take a pill. Can’t get a boner? Take a fucking pill. And while no pun was intended it’s there anyways. What if the health care in America, Health care that’s supposed to be world class instead looked at the cause.

Are you sad? Maybe your diet is destroying your gut bacteria, you know the gut? The place where a majority of your serotonin receptors are. Are you struggling with libido? Maybe your hormones are fucked up from whatever Monsanto is putting in our food these days.

I’m sure I sound like an angry know-it-all, but that’s not it at all. I take medication for CPTSD, anxiety, depression, you know the usual stuff people deal with now. I’m pretty sure we’re at a point of like 1 in 2 people having some form of anxiety. Maybe the cure isn’t another pill. Maybe the cure is to take a step back and look at a time where people experienced less of these things and analyze how people were living then.

I can take all my medication on time every day, but if I don’t actively do things for my recovery the medication doesn’t even do anything. Medication doesn’t get me out of bed every day, or make me work out. Actually the medication makes me drowsy, is probably wreaking havoc on my organs and hormones, and doing very little to help.

You know when I feel best? when I eat Whole Foods, no refined sugar, no processed food. I feel good when I move, exercise, get my blood pumping. I feel good when I’m doing the things humans were made to do. Not sitting and scrolling instagram, which I do, I am miserably addicted to my phone. I feel best when I’m not using it and hopefully at some point I’ll use it less and less.

We’ve become a society that wants a quick fix regardless of consequences. Sure getting a few likes on social media gives you a hit of dopamine. Sure getting a new subscriber on my blog makes me feel accomplished(shameless plug). At what cost? The cost of fucking up our internal reward system. At no longer having our dopamine regulated and pumping at the right times. I’ll get into a longer blog about quick fixes, it’ll be called the hurry and the harm. It’s actually one of the first songs I thought would be good for this, but I keep finding new ones and forgetting.

My point in this is not to tell you if you take medication you’re failing. My point is if you’re having a hard time with anxiety or depression or body image or anything. Pause for a second. Try the basics first. Talk to a pal.

Please forgive me , but there must be a better way.

Where the skies are gold not gray, J.