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Loooray
Member
- Nov 8, 2022
- 12
Hi,
I'll start with me saying that my English skills are very average to say the least so it's going to be very chaotic but I hope you'll all be able to understand what I'm trying to say.
I just do not see any rational reason to live.
For me to consider life "good" I would like more good things to happen than the bad ones. I don't suffer to any diseases, my body is perfectly fine, I have a place to eat, sleep and family that I think cares for me and friends.
Still, I do think there is more suffering than the good things that happen to me. The amount of things that make me suffer rather than make me experience "a good life"
What is the reason to keep moving forward? When I get older, the amount of things that make me laugh or just make me feel good will be even smaller.
I can't appreciate the things others consider "reasons to keep going forward, simple pleasures of life" like idk. the fact that sun is rising, listening to music or going out with my doggy. I just can't. I just take those for granted. All of those things are just there. These don't make me appreciate that I'm here.
I wouldn't complain if my heart just turned into a stone - by that I mean I wouldn't complain if I was an emotionless husk that can't appreciate the beauty of life but also can't feel the pain.
But I still feel the pain. I still feel bad when bad shit in my life happens.
Because of my current life philosophy (more good things than suffering to make it all worth it) I reach the conclusion that it's all just meaningless and that I will never be happy. I don't want to live.
But I'm also too much of a pussy to do anything about it. I try to live and not to bring suffering to the world and I am aware that my death would probably bring suffering to few people whose well being matters to me.
I wish I was just removed from this world. That someone pressed delete on their magical keyboard so everyone's memories about me and me myself could just disappear.
I hope you were able to read through this little rant and that it made sense.
I'll start with me saying that my English skills are very average to say the least so it's going to be very chaotic but I hope you'll all be able to understand what I'm trying to say.
I just do not see any rational reason to live.
For me to consider life "good" I would like more good things to happen than the bad ones. I don't suffer to any diseases, my body is perfectly fine, I have a place to eat, sleep and family that I think cares for me and friends.
Still, I do think there is more suffering than the good things that happen to me. The amount of things that make me suffer rather than make me experience "a good life"
What is the reason to keep moving forward? When I get older, the amount of things that make me laugh or just make me feel good will be even smaller.
I can't appreciate the things others consider "reasons to keep going forward, simple pleasures of life" like idk. the fact that sun is rising, listening to music or going out with my doggy. I just can't. I just take those for granted. All of those things are just there. These don't make me appreciate that I'm here.
I wouldn't complain if my heart just turned into a stone - by that I mean I wouldn't complain if I was an emotionless husk that can't appreciate the beauty of life but also can't feel the pain.
But I still feel the pain. I still feel bad when bad shit in my life happens.
Because of my current life philosophy (more good things than suffering to make it all worth it) I reach the conclusion that it's all just meaningless and that I will never be happy. I don't want to live.
But I'm also too much of a pussy to do anything about it. I try to live and not to bring suffering to the world and I am aware that my death would probably bring suffering to few people whose well being matters to me.
I wish I was just removed from this world. That someone pressed delete on their magical keyboard so everyone's memories about me and me myself could just disappear.
I hope you were able to read through this little rant and that it made sense.