Save me from this squeeze .

How it's hard to erase memories ? i've never tought that it's that hard to dig black holes in your brain . The booze din't work , the valium , the drugs ...illegal things didn't worked for me, But here I am lost and facing the human ingratitude . my last chance was to call my father , talk about everything and nothing like usual but he was the man this time ! he was the doctor , he did his thing called " magic" he recommend a movie for me and at that moment I was healed not because it was a good or a perfect movie ( which is I do recommend for you ) but the last scene was absolutely about me :
" I have of late - but wherefore I know not - lost all my mirth; and indeed it goes so heavily with my disposition that this goodly frame, the earth, seems to me a sterile promontory, this most excellent canopy, the air, look you, this brave o'erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire, why, it appeareth nothing to me but a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours. What a piece of work is a man! How noble in reason! How infinite in faculties! How like an angel in apprehension. How like a god! The beauty of the world! The paragon of animals! And yet, to me, what is this quintessence of dust? Man delights not me: no, nor women neither. Nor women neither. "

Long live the father , let the humanity burn and let us live just me and you !