Surgery+Roids=Ascension said:I'm violently ill right now and saw myself this morning. Put two and two together.
I've come to terms I will never experience the joys of being goodlooking. I've given up on getting laid. I can tolerate getting spat on and abused for my ugliness. As a consequence, my only 'happiness metric' for the rest of my life is the following;
I just want to look at myself in the mirror and not feel violently physically ill and clinically depressed with severe suicidal ideation.