To these dark depths we are condemned

You know what causes it don’t you? What causes all this suffering.

It is happiness which does.

You understand, don’t you? One cannot know depression without having experienced joy. Every negative needs a positive or it cannot exist. Every end has its beginning, every death has its life. Only through experiencing the light can you know the dark.

When one lives their life alone, they do not know loneliness. They know only life. They do not wish for another, they do not wish to have someone to hold them, to care for them, to love them. But as soon as they meet that other, their life as it has been is over. They can never again know purity. They can never again know contentment. When they are inevitably left alone again they will crave for another, crave for someone, anyone who cares. They will cling to friends, latch onto romances and rot in their own disgusting fears of isolation.

Can you not see? Can you not understand? Without the positive there is no negative. Had you lived as I told you to you would be free. You would be pure. But now you wallow in your own pathetic misery. I cannot help you now. We are done. Until you come to me and accept me, do not bother begging for my help. You are wasted. You are pathetic. You are everything you once swore as vile. You are broken.

You have allowed yourself to die.

Leave me.