We Americans love our antidepressants. I've had extensive experience with them, and honestly cannot even recall most of what I was on before I reached the breaking point and stopped altogether. For a while I achieved a more comfortable state, but to be completely honest the last year has been absolute hell. I spent much of my summer trying to disconnect myself from my emotions, but now that school is in session I've had to put up with life more, as I truly wish to improve my station in life and can't risk fucking it up.
I've come to the conclusion that my nihilism is cancerous, but I simply cannot convince myself that there is any greater purpose in life. As a result, I've been trying to create my own, but this has proven immensely difficult. At least there is music...