Are there any books which motivate an introverted, lackluster, relatively depressed person to find some sense of enthusiasm and appetite for life without telling them to go full normie?



It surprises me occasionally to find out that a writer I considered to be miserable and withdrawn was actually a very outgoing, sociable individual with a strong appetite for life. Examples include Kafka and McCarthy.

No, you must act accordingly for that to happen along with letting yourself to think in the right way

But you won't, therefore, it's over

>>21981081 (OP)

I use drugs for that, but you have to be smart about it. Mini-dosing LSD (more than a microdose, but not full-on tripping - usually 20-25 micrograms) some 5-7 times a month has been working for me for 10 years or so. It is the only drug that I have found that does so consistently, allows me a stable life, and easily allows the joys of intoxication to bleed over into my sober life, instead of turning my sober life into a boring countdown for when I will be doing drugs next (fast lane to addiction).



I've tried the same with a number of other drugs, While stimulants do the same thing more potently, they're not sustainable. Opioids do not stimulate my appettite for life, but satiate it and make me content. Cannabis turns me into a bona-fide retard, as does alcohol. Psychedelics have been the only ones with only upsides and zero drawbacks, at the level of use I am at now. If I was taking larger doses with such frequency, I would surely be an insufferable hippie-schizo.

>>21981081 (OP)

Uhh get speeches of hellenistic orators, like demosphenes and cicero, they often have to boost their citizens morale to go to war so it can motivate you quite a bit

The whole and sole perk of being a male is that nobody will care about you. Whereas the sole perk of being a vagina is that all the men will talk to you spontaneously.

To be happy you must live in agreement with your nature.

The male nature is to be forever alone. On the female side, it is not all rosy, women hate to have a flock of ugly orbiters, and they hate it even more when there is physical contact with those. In other words women hate that too much men care about them. So everybody is unhappy, especially the men. Thanks to a twist, women are actually happy because, doing it for free, the chad orbiters will beat up the ugly orbiters for the sake of the women.



So to be happy as a male you must rejoyce in being a loser. This is the only truth in the universe.

Close, but to be happy as a male you must be the apex alpha (at least in your vicinity) otherwise you will not be happy. Male happiness comes from feeling powerful.

Welcome to the NHK, unironically.



It's/lit/ because it was a novel first.

The Letters of Vincent Van Gogh
