Venting I don't understand why people would want to keep living if they hate working/having to go to work

[BlooBerryBanjo3000]

I hear people complain about having to get up to go to work and them dreading Mondays because of it. But if working (in general) sucks, then why would they want to continue living, just so that they can continue suffering? I mean, I kind of do understand because of all the stuff that's out there to distract us from reality and to help us cope with life, but I also kind of don't (maybe because it's not enough for me and because it's basically bribery).

It's the main reason why I don't want to live anymore, because of the way society/capitalism is (especially nowadays) absolutely boggles my mind. Because what's the point of living if you have to spend the majority of it doing something that you hate/don't want to do, but have to anyway in order to survive? It's sounds like a never ending cycle of misery.

 

[timechained]

Probably because we love in a system that requires us to pay for a space that we can say is ours whether renting or home owning which is better than being homeless/not having a space of our own. For the most part it is a tolerable necessity that outweighs the emotional discomfort.

It is easy to want to CTB but CTB is not easy to just do.

 

[FishRain3469]

It is indeed a never-ending cycle of bullshit I agree, but like you mentioned... I believe most people do it because they can cope with it in so many different ways. ( And like time mentioned above, the basic necessity to just live and carry on)

It also reminds me of this saying I always used to hear , " If you enjoy what you do then you never have to work a day in your life " I think that's great for the people that are in such a situation, but these days I'd bet that is increasingly rare.

I can understand both sides but I gotta tell ya, I'm absolutely fckn sick of it. Thanks for sharing this.

 

[hedezev4]

I agree with you. I haven't worked in 8 years, doing what I like and what I want every day. I'm not mentally or physically ill. And even so, I don't want to live, and it scares me that one day to maintain my already unwanted life, I will need to work. I tried a part-time job, 1 hour a day, but it was unbearable. I just don't want to wake up anymore. Another thing that scares me is how much countries and society don't let us choose ctb, constantly banning good metods. We are just gears that are supposed to spin, and if you break or don't want to spin anymore, then bear with it, or if they suddenly give you euthanasia, then everyone else will want it too and the mechanism will break. I understand that now slowly euthanasia is starting to be allowed, but only for the terminally ill and those who are suffering a lot, probably it is profitable for them, not to spend a lot of money on maintaining a bad investment. And if you can work, you won't be allowed to choose death. There's still a chance that the investment in you will pay off, and you'll start to spin.

 

[mundanejane]

I can absolutely relate, like most here. Work steals your life, sleep, schedule, diet, etc

 

[flightless bird]

what's the point of living if you have to spend the majority of it doing something that you hate/don't want to do, but have to anyway in order to survive?

the point is people have hope. and the ones who don't? well, they are on sasu.

 

[BlooBerryBanjo3000]

I can absolutely relate, like most here. Work steals your life, sleep, schedule, diet, etc

Yeah, and school is no better either. Everyone of nearly all ages suffer no matter what.

Probably because we love in a system that requires us to pay for a space that we can say is ours whether renting or home owning which is better than being homeless/not having a space of our own. For the most part it is a tolerable necessity that outweighs the emotional discomfort.

It is easy to want to CTB but CTB is not easy to just do.

True. But at the same time, we barely get to spend time in our own space because we're too busy working to be able to afford it most of the days and weeks. Basically working to afford the house that we can barely stay and get comfortable in.

 

[diopdawe]

Well, I was in a career that truly was my passion and I loved working. I worked as a diplomat for 10 years, had a very happy life. Then out of nowhere, my anxiety and depression started so they fired me. Ever since then I cannot find another work that I like. I just wanna CTB now because the loss of my career, the loss of my passion and motivation.

 

[Forever Sleep]

I'm guessing they must have other stuff going on in their life to sustain them. I think having a family also tends to trap a person in a cycle because they (ought to) realise they need to provide for them.

Just having children though, I find curious when a person hates working. What do they think their children will live off of? Initially, it will be their hard work but eventually, their children will also need to follow suit. Why do they imagine they will be any happier about it? Honestly, I resent it so much that I've been dumped in this situation.

I suppose it simply must have been something they accepted though. I wonder if it's a generational thing too. My Dad and Grandparents had a very strong work ethic. My Dad would give me so much shit if I went NEET. I think opting out really hasn't been so much of a choice for previous generations but, maybe I'm wrong. Maybe it's just my own family who are like that.

 

[VoidButterfly]

For most people living is more important than anything else. You can make their world quite miserable and they'll continue on. They'll just easily be led on who to hate and who is to blame and live in the hope that if only it wasn't for those other people things would be better.

 

[NonEssential]

I'll probably ctb after school because I don't think I can handle that kind of life.

 

[BlooBerryBanjo3000]

I'll probably ctb after school because I don't think I can handle that kind of life.

I feel you. Those were my exact thoughts back before I graduated high school. Yet, here I am still.

 

[catfriend]

it's a sorry state of affairs, having to work to sustain a lifestyle we may only get to enjoy if we have the time and energy to do so.

i think for many, those moments of enjoyment are 'enough'. for others, it might not be, but i suspect the fear of death is otherwise a sufficient incentive to keep up with the status quo.

 

[Apathy79]

I suppose it simply must have been something they accepted though. I wonder if it's a generational thing too. My Dad and Grandparents had a very strong work ethic. My Dad would give me so much shit if I went NEET. I think opting out really hasn't been so much of a choice for previous generations but, maybe I'm wrong. Maybe it's just my own family who are like that.

I think you're right. Barring significant physical disability, I don't think NEET as a lifestyle has been an option until recently. Unless you have a partner who works and provides.

As for work, my general take is if you feel like you're contributing and your work is part of your mission in life, it's easy enough to get through, in fact most people in that situation will do way more than the minimum required. That includes work you don't like or feel is beneath you if there is a pathway to that goal. If you hate it and feel like you're only doing it to keep a roof over your head and avoid starving with no hope for improvement, it can be pretty grim. You'd really need either a family who means the world to you that your work is supporting or some sort of spiritual mission to make it feel worthwhile.

 

[Forever Sleep]

I think you're right. Barring significant physical disability, I don't think NEET as a lifestyle has been an option until recently. Unless you have a partner who works and provides.

As for work, my general take is if you feel like you're contributing and your work is part of your mission in life, it's easy enough to get through, in fact most people in that situation will do way more than the minimum required. That includes work you don't like or feel is beneath you if there is a pathway to that goal. If you hate it and feel like you're only doing it to keep a roof over your head and avoid starving with no hope for improvement, it can be pretty grim. You'd really need either a family who means the world to you that your work is supporting or some sort of spiritual mission to make it feel worthwhile.

I think it's more subtle than that really. Even if you enjoy your work to some extent- I'm creative, I have family and friends who also work/ worked in creative jobs. However you want to look at it- we were lucky, we worked hard, we took risks to do the job we at least got some sense of fulfilment from. Even there though, there's so much shit to wade through! Office politics, huge job insecurity, massive exploitation. Ultimately, it's still wage slavery at the end of the day. Myself and the people I know still complain bitterly! Plus, we're all painfully aware that we, like everyone else, are being exploited ultimately to make rich people, richer. Even the best jobs I think are full of shit! Maybe it's just a UK thing but I can't think of a single person who I haven't heard moaning about their job. Even when they actually enjoy the work.

 

[Apathy79]

I think it's more subtle than that really. Even if you enjoy your work to some extent- I'm creative, I have family and friends who also work/ worked in creative jobs. However you want to look at it- we were lucky, we worked hard, we took risks to do the job we at least got some sense of fulfilment from. Even there though, there's so much shit to wade through! Office politics, huge job insecurity, massive exploitation. Ultimately, it's still wage slavery at the end of the day. Myself and the people I know still complain bitterly! Plus, we're all painfully aware that we, like everyone else, are being exploited ultimately to make rich people, richer. Even the best jobs I think are full of shit! Maybe it's just a UK thing but I can't think of a single person who I haven't heard moaning about their job. Even when they actually enjoy the work.

Yeah I suppose it is a relative deal. But I wonder if there is an element of the grass is always greener on the other side to it. One peculiarity about where I live is almost everyone else here is retired. What's the biggest complaint you hear from them? They don't know what to do all day anymore! Their life was their work, and their kids. Their kids they see once a year now if that and their work is done. So what's left? The irony of working to live it up in retirement isn't lost on them. Their whole life they were looking forward to retirement, now in retirement, they want to work again because they don't have a purpose guiding their decisions anymore. In a similar vein, I saw my grandfather earlier this year, who just turned 100, this is an extremely well respected man who had a huge impact on the development of my country, and now he sits in his nursing home room watching TV all day, craving every second of attention he gets from anyone, and not so secretly praying for death because there's nothing left for him here.

You still complain about the work, but I think if it is really contributing to something greater, if you really believe it forms a key part of your mission in life, you want do it anyway, despite the downsides. That pushes you through those frustrations you mentioned. Doing nothing all day sounds like paradise at times, but I don't think it lasts. We need a mission, a purpose, something that guides us, that we're contributing to. I think this will become much more mainstream thinking in the next decade as everyone loses their jobs and wonders what to do.

 

[NonEssential]

I feel you. Those were my exact thoughts back before I graduated high school. Yet, here I am still.

And I'm 25, not a high school kid so I guess that's more pathetic on my part lol.

 

[TheVanishingPoint]

The truth is simple.
Most people don't want to live.
They just don't want to die.
There's a vast difference — and you know it.

They live inside a condition they never chose,
yet they must justify it every day as if it were a blessing.
They wake up to work, not to live.
They breathe to produce, not to exist.
And when they get a moment of freedom,
they don't seek meaning —
they seek anesthesia.

A coffee, a fuck, a concert, a gram, a paragliding flight —
not for joy,
but to avoid collapse.

Because the truth is well known:
life is a prison without a crime, and suicide is the only escape.
But it's a terrifying escape, forbidden, laced with guilt, judgment, and isolation.
So they stay inside the cell,
and tell themselves stories.

They pretend to love what crushes them.
They pretend to be grateful for Mondays, for bills, for planned holidays.
They pretend for others — because if they show the crack,
they'll be cast out like carriers of truth.
Those who are sad are pushed away — they're too reflective.
Those who are honest are ignored — they spoil the fairy tale.

So they learn to lie.
The smile becomes mandatory.
The quick joke, the Instagram profile dressed up as "full life."
But inside…
inside they feel like old buildings with shattered walls,
held together by scaffolding made of pills, casual sex, and false hopes.

And they know.
They know God is silent,
that children won't be enough,
that laws are machinery,
that the future is just another day to endure.

But as long as they fear the final gesture,
they'll cling to substitutes.
Every day is a compromise with cowardice.
They don't live.
They endure.

 

[BlooBerryBanjo3000]

The truth is simple.
Most people don't want to live.
They just don't want to die.
There's a vast difference — and you know it.

They live inside a condition they never chose,
yet they must justify it every day as if it were a blessing.
They wake up to work, not to live.
They breathe to produce, not to exist.
And when they get a moment of freedom,
they don't seek meaning —
they seek anesthesia.

A coffee, a fuck, a concert, a gram, a paragliding flight —
not for joy,
but to avoid collapse.

Because the truth is well known:
life is a prison without a crime, and suicide is the only escape.
But it's a terrifying escape, forbidden, laced with guilt, judgment, and isolation.
So they stay inside the cell,
and tell themselves stories.

They pretend to love what crushes them.
They pretend to be grateful for Mondays, for bills, for planned holidays.
They pretend for others — because if they show the crack,
they'll be cast out like carriers of truth.
Those who are sad are pushed away — they're too reflective.
Those who are honest are ignored — they spoil the fairy tale.

So they learn to lie.
The smile becomes mandatory.
The quick joke, the Instagram profile dressed up as "full life."
But inside…
inside they feel like old buildings with shattered walls,
held together by scaffolding made of pills, casual sex, and false hopes.

And they know.
They know God is silent,
that children won't be enough,
that laws are machinery,
that the future is just another day to endure.

But as long as they fear the final gesture,
they'll cling to substitutes.
Every day is a compromise with cowardice.
They don't live.
They endure.

Yeah, fuck all that noise. They can have that.

 

[SomewhatLoved]

I work full time and I hate my job, and I don't do much else. I admittedly have no life. I spend my days off rolling around in bed doing nothing. Essentially, all I do is work and I hate work.

I think suicide is not immune from procrastination. It's sort of weird at first, because usually I would associate procrastinating with not doing "positive" things but suicide for most people will take some considerable level of effort and planning. Writing letters, setting a date, choosing and testing a method, checking off a bucket list, etc... I was close once and the day of my plan I just ended up not being in the right headspace and I felt like I couldn't do it. I think a lot of things have to get done and line up for suicide to go right.

 

[cemeteryismyhome]

I wouldn't do it for myself, that's for sure. I have to do it for other people. I ended up somehow getting married and having kids. They're adults now but I feel responsible to keep helping them out. I could imagine working to give money to an animal shelter or to donate to a food pantry or a home for pregnant mothers in need of help, things like that. Certainly, never, just for myself. I think that's nuts.

 

[dearlydeparted44]

I hear people complain about having to get up to go to work and them dreading Mondays because of it. But if working (in general) sucks, then why would they want to continue living, just so that they can continue suffering? I mean, I kind of do understand because of all the stuff that's out there to distract us from reality and to help us cope with life, but I also kind of don't (maybe because it's not enough for me and because it's basically bribery).

It's the main reason why I don't want to live anymore, because of the way society/capitalism is (especially nowadays) absolutely boggles my mind. Because what's the point of living if you have to spend the majority of it doing something that you hate/don't want to do, but have to anyway in order to survive? It's sounds like a never ending cycle of misery.

Well, you said it in your post. People COPE with life. They seldom live it. And only a few get to (sort of) do that. I mean, if you think about it, ALL of human life has turned into coping. Work is cope. Relationships are cope. Entertainment is cope. Music is cope. Things that should probably have more meaning that they actually do in this present world are actually just distractions and lies. The human brain naturally seeks comfort. Yet, particularly in western culture, we live in society that tells us that comfort is either abnormal or must be "earned." Never mind the fact that we allow a small crust of people (so-called 'elites') to live in comfort. The masses are sold on the stupid idea that "to live is to suffer, and to survive is to find meaning in that suffering."

Therefore, people don't mind suffering because they've been convinced that there is meaning in it. There's meaning in subsidizing the opulent, overabundant, obnoxious lifestyles of a few bonobos who have convinced the rest of the world that they're more important than anyone else. To recognize this suffering and the asininity of it is to become an outcast and a pariah. In the end, humans DO get exactly what they deserve. They create a world of suffering and then wonder why life sucks. They respect, celebrate, promote, and make ego ideals out of the worst, wickedest, and weakest among them. And then wonder why the morals, values, and overall environment are rotten. There's no need to wish anyone to hell, because they're already there. And they don't even realize it. Furthermore, they even like it. They're wondering what's wrong with people like us who want to get the fuck out of here.

 

[divinemistress36]

I'm guessing they must have other stuff going on in their life to sustain them. I think having a family also tends to trap a person in a cycle because they (ought to) realise they need to provide for them.

Just having children though, I find curious when a person hates working. What do they think their children will live off of? Initially, it will be their hard work but eventually, their children will also need to follow suit. Why do they imagine they will be any happier about it? Honestly, I resent it so much that I've been dumped in this situation.

I suppose it simply must have been something they accepted though. I wonder if it's a generational thing too. My Dad and Grandparents had a very strong work ethic. My Dad would give me so much shit if I went NEET. I think opting out really hasn't been so much of a choice for previous generations but, maybe I'm wrong. Maybe it's just my own family who are like that.

Another reason I never kids. I dont want them to suffer at a shitty job 40 plus hours a week being a wage slave

 

[BlooBerryBanjo3000]

I wouldn't do it for myself, that's for sure. I have to do it for other people. I ended up somehow getting married and having kids. They're adults now but I feel responsible to keep helping them out. I could imagine working to give money to an animal shelter or to donate to a food pantry or a home for pregnant mothers in need of help, things like that. Certainly, never, just for myself. I think that's nuts.

Yeah, I understand. I'm only living for everyone's sake (but just barely anymore), not because I actually want to. I also think that's nuts.

Well, you said it in your post. People COPE with life. They seldom live it. And only a few get to (sort of) do that. I mean, if you think about it, ALL of human life has turned into coping. Work is cope. Relationships are cope. Entertainment is cope. Music is cope. Things that should probably have more meaning that they actually do in this present world are actually just distractions and lies. The human brain naturally seeks comfort. Yet, particularly in western culture, we live in society that tells us that comfort is either abnormal or must be "earned." Never mind the fact that we allow a small crust of people (so-called 'elites') to live in comfort. The masses are sold on the stupid idea that "to live is to suffer, and to survive is to find meaning in that suffering."

Therefore, people don't mind suffering because they've been convinced that there is meaning in it. There's meaning in subsidizing the opulent, overabundant, obnoxious lifestyles of a few bonobos who have convinced the rest of the world that they're more important than anyone else. To recognize this suffering and the asininity of it is to become an outcast and a pariah. In the end, humans DO get exactly what they deserve. They create a world of suffering and then wonder why life sucks. They respect, celebrate, promote, and make ego ideals out of the worst, wickedest, and weakest among them. And then wonder why the morals, values, and overall environment are rotten. There's no need to wish anyone to hell, because they're already there. And they don't even realize it. Furthermore, they even like it. They're wondering what's wrong with people like us who want to get the fuck out of here.

Ah yeah, I guess I did answer my own question (I wasn't thinking too clearly when I made this post cause I was upset at the time). But thank you for putting it into more detail. You are very intelligent.

Another reason I never kids. I dont want them to suffer at a shitty job 40 plus hours a week being a wage slave

That's exactly how I see having kids. It's one of the main reasons why I choose not to have any. I feel so bad for the young kids and those that have been born recently though. They have no idea what they'll be in for in the bleak looking future.

 

[qwert3948]

I hear people complain about having to get up to go to work and them dreading Mondays because of it. But if working (in general) sucks, then why would they want to continue living, just so that they can continue suffering? I mean, I kind of do understand because of all the stuff that's out there to distract us from reality and to help us cope with life, but I also kind of don't (maybe because it's not enough for me and because it's basically bribery).

It's the main reason why I don't want to live anymore, because of the way society/capitalism is (especially nowadays) absolutely boggles my mind. Because what's the point of living if you have to spend the majority of it doing something that you hate/don't want to do, but have to anyway in order to survive? It's sounds like a never ending cycle of misery.

i feel very bad for my parents sometimes. it feels like they're just alive to work and work and they're always tired of it, but they stay and they just keep going.

maybe life in general is just not as painful if you're not mentally ill like the audience here is lol. maybe if youre normal just being alive and seeing a funny meme on your phone during breaks can make you not want to die, instead of this humongous effort we have to do to feel a tiny bit of relief.

 

[BlooBerryBanjo3000]

And I'm 25, not a high school kid so I guess that's more pathetic on my part lol.

Me either. I'm 22, so not too much younger than you. But don't feel bad.

 

[pthnrdnojvsc]

Why people put up with the suffering of life and this world

One of the reasons is there is no guaranteed , painless, instant , easy method of suicide

government monsters made all those crimes like someone helping u with suicide

What's stopping me is fear of failure and remaining alive but with even much worse damage

If I had a guaranteed painless method ready to go that would work within an hour I'd do it today

 

[Gustav Hartmann]

There are three ways to live from other peoples work:

1. Become a succesfull capitalist.
2. Become a criminal.
3. Migrate in a welfare state.