> I have tried a lot in my life, for example. I managed to travel. He created a family. engaged in sports. I fell in love, quarreled, quarreled and accepted. And now I sit: as well as financially and financially assured as much as I need. Why I wake up in the morning, I don’t know. And, most importantly, it seems to be still young enough to the current standards, and I don’t want anything anymore. Absolutely nothing (except to eat and sleep, but it’s no longer me, it’s my body). I don’t even want to have fun. Why then live?

To treat clinical depression, and even apathobolic syndrome. Or suddenly, and you find yourself a sad schizophrenic sitting in the middle of the kitchen, no work for a long time, the food is over, bite the curtains is boring. Deficient symptoms are so deficient, as if everything is normal, except for the meaning of life, and then it turned out that it was just the first bell.