The Parasite | Eminem

Introduction

Death is an acquired taste.
Most people don't like to think about it.
When they do, they start weeping like a child.
I don't understand this.
A hundred years already feels too long.
Why is everyone always so desperate for more?
I'm just saying.
If people knew they were going to die and actually embraced it, the world would benefit.
Fearing death does nothing but waste your time and make you miserable.
Sure, learning to accept death as a part of life is difficult.
It's sad and scary or whatever.
But once you do, nothing scares you anymore.
You live a more whole existence.
I'm sure you think I'm insane.
Yeah.
I'm in therapy.
Sure, I care about my mental health or whatever, but I don't see why everyone's so obsessed with living in ignorance of one of life's greatest moments.
I don't see why everyone's so obsessed with being happy.
Blindly happy.
It's just another thing people think they can buy.
You can buy your vitamin supplements and your fancy Botox, but let me assure you of something: you can't buy happiness.
It doesn't come in those stupid self help books.
It doesn't come from indulging in "self-care" products that are really just companies latching on your desire to buy a flimsy feeling of relaxation.
It doesn't come from getting yourself that dress or piece of jewelry because you worked hard and you 'deserve to splurge.'
It doesn't come in a hundred dollar therapy session that's apparently an hour.
I don't remember when an hour became fifty minutes.
It comes from chaos.
It comes from driving yourself into the ground.
It comes from acceptance.
Accepting you're going to die.

Let me make this clear, I'm perfectly happy.
I indulge in unhealthy habits, I breed madness as a life mission and have some questionable morals, but I'm fucking happy, baby.
I'm the world's monstrous creation.
I get up in everyone's precious feelings, just by existing. And I love it.

I'll probably bug you too.
This isn't a story about a likeable person 'who's not like the other girls'.
Fuck, I'm not that pretentious.
News flash, women are always trying to be different from one another. Every woman thinks they aren't like the rest.
Grow up, everyone's an individual.
No one's the fucking same.
This isn't what you're here for.

So incase you haven't realized, I'm meant to make you uncomfortable.
I got myself wedged in here with all the other stories written by girls who don't want to be seen as the same, read by girls who don't want to be seen as the same.

I'm here to choke up your viscous cycle of the same damn story written slightly different over and over and over again.
You're not going to forget me.
Once this is over, something in your head is going to change.
You'll see things differently.
You'll probably feel a little cynical... pessimistic...
it's all in good fun.

It's your choice if you wanna stick around, but I'm warning you, people like me have a habit of being destructive.
We're a bad influence on the conscious.