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Yep.
makes sense! yes! i would have given the same answer!
I wish I was neurotypical. No depression/anxiety/ADHD.
DID THE GENIE ALSO JUST GET DEPRESSED OH MY GOD??????
You can tell by the second panel that he really didn’t want to grant that wish. Now he feels guilty and depressed about it.
I would wish for my body to never have experienced getting hit by a truck going 60 MPH and to not have PTSD/depression. And enough money so that I would never have to worry about running out.
That’s terrible; I’m sorry you’ve had to experience that. 🙁
But yeah, that was how my thought processes went when I was briefly feeling optimistic:
I’d wish for enough money to live on and never worry about running out, wish for easy transportation (initially thinking of a car but since this genie can potentially do whatever, then teleportation works wonders), and wish that all of my various aches and ailments would permanently go away, including depression.
Now, I’m just thinking the same way character #1 is: death feels easier and what’s the point of living? Which sucks.
Wishing the best for everyone here though.
Too bad he didn’t wish to be perfectly healthy. Even when I felt suicidal what I wanted to escape from was depression, not life itself. The two just seemed inextricably linked.
The genie in the original story would have responded “I have no power over the hearts of men.” Oh well.
This hits so hard. You could have anything in the world, academic or career success, a spouse and/or children, recognition, money, physical beauty, that obscure and old music album you once would’ve sold your soul to collect… and none of it could make you happy. Nothing. You can’t enjoy anything and any good things you get feel undeserved and like you’re going to ruin them.
Could have been even darker…
Wish One… ” I wish to die ”
Genie asks again, are you sure?
Wish Two… ” OK, I wish to feel genuinely happy, or at least as happy as I can ever be”
Genie… Great!
Wish Three … ” I still wish to die..”