Sometimes I like to enter my own little world where Earth got attacked by all these nukes on New Years Eve and the next morning everyone I loved was dead and I would wander around this endless plane untill I found out those nukes were from spacecrafts and aliens had started a war with humans so more humans from another planet came and helped us to win the war.
Along the way after wandering endless days surviving on what little I could find I get picked up by these troopers who take me to this fort thing and after that got attacked I began to get enraged so I pick up these two Desert Eagles and start shooting the shit outta those mother fuckers(and not a single shot missed).
After that I am offered to goin in the war for earths survival, but I refuse knowing if I had joined I would be taking orders from assholes who don't know what they are doing.
Still I had wanted to kill all them mother fucking alien scum so after months of surviving I had gathered up all that I could for this big battle to see who was more dominaint.
It was only after I had gotten there that all of the soldiers had reconized me and they had let me in on this virus they developed that was lethal to anything that came in contact with it and for sone reason I had felt the need to end my life so I grabbed the drug and ran off to hide in the middle of the battlefiled where I then ingected myself with this drug, but instead of killing me it only enraged me to the point I literaly turned into some kind of monster.
After I was done killing everything in plain site which I had total amnesia of doing so I blacked out and woke up in a fied of blood and gore. afterwords the war had been won and people had become fearful of me.
For some reason I felt the need to go on living after failing to kill myself with a drug that has never been tested before, but not a normal life for it had already been to late for that, and so I wander as a mercenarie for hire throughout the endless universe onto worlds that had never been seen before by our mankind.
The question that this thread asks me is if I am insane and the answer is determined by whether or not I live a normal peaceful life or a life based off of a mental self image of me as a lost soul.
In other words, maybe.