This world doesn't feel real. It's odd, the more realistic and pessimistic I am the more everything feels unreal and fake like a bad nightmare, and whenever I'm positive and happy everything feels real. I just have this innate instinct that everything good and happy is real and everything bad is unreal. I feel much more sane and mentally healthy when I believe in good miracles and good deeds, and completely retarded, evil and psychotic when I believe that bad things are real.
Maybe that's why it's almost impossible for me to be depressed, because I have this child-like faith that good will beat evil and good miracles happen. But not now, I'm the most exhausted, tired, depressed person right now.
Lately I've been absolutely atheistic. I hate it. I hate it when I'm an atheist. Because it's impossible for me to be mentally sane and function if there's no greater goal and no greater goodness. Like if I see a bad person and a good person. When I'm theistic or spiritual or whatever it is, I think that the bad person will be punished and go to hell and the good person will go to heaven and be rewarded. It makes me so happy. But when I'm feeling atheistic, I just think "That bad person probably has been rewarded with free sex, significant others, friends, good health, dream houses, lots of money, easy jobs, good parents, lovely siblings, and all kinds of good things, while that good person will probably suffer from poverty, abuse, rape, loneliness, bad health, awful living conditions and then finally commit suicide"
This is all unhealthy. I wish I could get full control over my own life.