What is it in people that keep them around? I see so much suffering, grief. Awful things- and I think- why do they keep on going? Why don’t they just end the misery?
Why haven’t I ended the misery. I’ve tried to be optimistic. These feelings will pass, the vice will loosen it’s grip upon my neck. And it does, for short while. But, for the past 2 years, the pain has been ever present. The desire to disappear grows with each hour. I look for a cure, for a reason to stay, but cannot find one.
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What do you have but life?
Nothing. Often, the idea of nothingness sounds much more appealing than a life filled with pain.
That’s just it though. “nothingness” isn’t a thing. It can’t sound one way or the other. People may hate their lives, but you can’t want nothing because it isn’t anything. That was my point. People live because there’s nothing else. You do it as long as you can and the end.
Ah, but “the idea of nothingness” is a thing. (But otherwise I agree with you. People kinda romanticize nothingness.)
Nothingness is a thing of beauty. It’s dark, it’s peaceful, there are no worries. That’s how I felt when I OD’d and I was pissed I was brought back because I was finally truly at rest. I have no choice but to live now unfortunately, but I look forward to beautiful nothingness.