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I've come to realize that, for most people, love is only a dualism that arises because of hate. People love their country because they hate other countries. People love their race or their religion or their god because they hate others. You can easily see that there is at least a correlation between how fervently a person hates the out-group, with how obsessively praising they are of their in-ground. People have children of their own, and love them, but this must of course come via excluding others. Indeed, in order to maintain the hero delusion of their own child in most circumstances, they must vilify the other party, whether that's the other kid in a fight, or a teacher who passed down a bad grade. The more they hate the other, the more they love their child. It's a dualism, and a zero-sum. What's the alternative? To love every child as equally as your own?? If that were possible, nepotism wouldn't exist.
So because of this, the best method to push away your hatred of yourself is to hate others, and therefore love yourself. That's what most people do. They think there is nothing wrong with themselves, and that everything they are is good, and everything they are not is bad.
As for medication, I don't really have any advice because I don't use any. Some people can get over mental issues without medication, some cannot. For myself, I have likely been depressed basically all of my life, and cannot necessarily say if it's a dysfunction because I honestly have REALLY GOOD REASONS for my poor outlook right now. I also do experience positive emotions, albeit rarely, so it's likely not clinical. Of course, in this country, I couldn't be diagnosed unless I suddenly found myself in desperate need to make about $10,000 disappear into the wallet of some retard who would most definitely call the cops if I told him the reasons I'm depressed.
As for anxiety, I'm actually a good example. I inherited it from my father, who has been on occasional light medication for it his entire life. For me, I had severe anxiety and panic attacks for a few years in my mid 20's. I never wanted to be medicated because a dose sufficient enough to, basically, tranquilize me, would turn me into a zombie. I suffered blackouts and memory lapses the three days (at least I think it was three) that they had me on lorazepam after I was hospitalized for panic, and after that I threw away the rest of the prescription. So as an alternative, I developed methods to control it, first through music and manipulating my emotional state to anger, and later through yogic breathing. That last one proved highly effective and has helped me ever since, but I couldn't possibly tell you if it would work for anyone else. You actually have to believe it's going to work, of course.
Anyone who believes that "time heals all wounds" is still under 30. On this side, you come to know that wounds, unless treated, tend to fester and get worse over time. The pain just gets worse. Both in a literal and figurative sense.
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