/lit/ - Literature

I tried reading "The Book of Disquiet", but I couldn't understand anything. So I am looking for some pleb tier non-fiction books which might be similar to it?

A reluctant breeze swept the asphalt, carrying the steady thrum of interstate traffic, gasoline fumes, and an empty Cheetos bag with it. The full moon hung low in the sky, partially obscured by murky cloud cover. Its light fell in hazy rays to the minimall below, mingling with the harsh fluoresence of street lamps and flickering, bright neon. The occasional pair of headlights meandered about an enormous parking lot, going about some unknown shady business. The indistinct bass of reggaeton and rap music could be heard from behind tinted glass, rising and falling as the cars passed. The gaudy orange glow of the El Hermanos sign illuminated us, promising tacos and margaritas to hungry highway passerbyes.
"Yo, hit this." He passed me the blunt, cherry tip blazing. I stared for a moment. "Yo it's burning dude, you want it or not?" I took it from his hand, sucked the already soggy end of it and held my breath as I passed it to my right. Tyler took it from my hand as I exhaled and felt the familiar tingle crawl up my skin, up my spinal cord, into my brain behind my eyes. My eyelids briefly shut together, phantom shapes playing in the darkness. Jose smiled his ratty smile, flashing his missing teeth. "Yeahhh, that's the good shit. Got it from my uncle, shit's medicinal. Yo they grow that shit for the dispensaries". I nodded, scanned the parking lot again. I could feel the coagulated grease caked onto my face and staining my chef's pants, the acrid stink of old cooking oil and burning marijuana filling my nostrils. Tyler exhaled a whole cloud all at once and started hacking, one hand on his knee, the other holding up the pot cigar. I took it from his hand while he wretched melodramatically. Tyler was the type always trying to call extra attention to himself.
"Did we lock up?" I glanced to Tyler, stealing a second hit off the blunt before passing it to Jose. The end was already damp from everyone's collected spittle.
"Nah dude, Hamdi's still in there tossin' drinks back with that new waitress, he's tryna get in that. He'll prolly give us free drinks from the bar, want one?"
I didn't answer. The wind blew, scattering orange debris from the tip of the blunt across the cracked sidewalk. I put my hands in my pockets and weighed the options. If I went inside now, I'd be here another hour of bullshitting at least. I had a box of Franzia in the car anyway, I could easily make it through the night. I didn't like Hamdi. I didn't really like Tyler or Jose either. In fact I hated everything about this job. I didn't want to think about customers or managers or tacos or microwaves anymore.
Jose started patting down his pants and shirt, pretending to look for the pack of cigarettes I knew he didn't have. "Ah shit, yo can I bum a smoke from you dude real quick?" Every fuckin night with this guy.

>read the bible because I'm doomer as fuck and need salvation
>become even more cynical

I've always hated religion and I especially hate churches, so when I read the New Testament and realized that most of what Jesus preaches are actually ascetic and socialist ideologies, I grew to hate religious sheeple even more. There is no way anyone who is a Roman Catholic or attends any of those megachurches like Joel 'Satan' Osteen's has ever actually read the New Testament. Jesus himself was pretty cool though sans all that divine punishment talk.

>>17028234
>I'm so sick of seeing this fucking romanticized avatar of self-pity and hearing from you fat shut-ins with your S.T.A.L.K.E.R. and your malt liquor and your slowed down music and your ryan gosling pictures fucking idiot loser sleeping all day hanging out at convenience stores at 2 AM cause it's "peek aesthetics" or some horseshit fucking potbellied woe-is-me social anxiety assclown with your tradcad fashwife jerk-off fantasy posting this fucking cartoon face everywhere cause you don't have a personality or a point of view go away

Hello friends. Any good books on processing childhood sexual abuse or books on the development of deviant/taboo sexual fetishes as a result of childhood trauma?
Preferably not involving shrinks or medication.

>>16730119
>tfw w*men in my college course try to defend Medea and say Jason deserved it because "Men bad"
why the fuck am I even in college bros

Books to help me stop cooming?

What are the best books that deal with suffering from chronic or terminal illness?
I have recently been diagnosed with a terrible illness and I haven't been able to do anything but cry. Every bit of enjoyment of life has been brutally stripped away.