When our bodies and minds have withered away, what will be left of us in this world?
I have no children, and it does not seem likely this will ever happen. I will not be leaving behind a biological legacy. I am okay with that I guess.
But I am not okay with the fact that I have no one. I have not a single person who truly cares about me, so when I am gone, I am gone. Good riddance to me. I am but a vague memory to some. And to others, a nuisance in my existence. My life has no impact on anyone. My life has no impact on society.
I am not an inventor. I have not created anything. When my body has finally withered away, I am but a blip, a piece of dirt that the wind has blown away. I suppose I am already a speck of dust, floating aimlessly, directionless. Lost.
I envy and admire those who have artistic talent- they can leave behind their artwork or their music- it will live forever in the Matrix. It is quite a feat to be able to compose the music for your own funeral. Sure, mordid, but kinda cool.
Who am I?
>>nobody
Does my existence have any impact on anyone? On society?
>>no
Will I be remembered?
>>not really
Is there a point to me living?
>>nope
So why can’t I just end it all?
>>bc you’ve struggled way too damn much and ending it before you’ve actually done anything seems like everything you’ve ever worked for was for a big fat colossal waste.
>>plus if you try and fail, life will suck so much worse.
Yet, slowly withering away, in body and mind, living every day in agony- is that not one’s greatest tragedy?
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I have no children either, which is really fine with me because I never wanted children.
I just wanted a lifelong partner with whom I could enjoy the rest of my life.
Never found that.
I am an only child, so when I die, there will be no one left to carry on the family name (or as you say, the “biological legacy”.
So we have some things in common, I see.
I have no children either, which is really fine with me because I never wanted children.
I just wanted a lifelong “significant other” with whom I could enjoy the rest of my life.
Never found that.
I am an only child, so when I die, there will be no one left to carry on the family name (or as you say, the “biological legacy”.
So we have some things in common, I see.
Your music can live on forever!
Meh.
I’m not famous enough for it to live on.
I do have siblings but they’re quite shitty. They’ve got children but so what? I don’t really care about propagating the family name. Women lose their name in marriage anyway, so bah.
I’ve never wanted kids.
Even when I WAS a kid I knew I wouldn’t want any.
I never really wanted children either, but to have that option taken away, is pretty damn shitty (health issues).
Yes, I want a significant other too. All I’ve EVER wanted in life was to be loved. Decades later and still nothing. 🙁
Same here!
You two fill me with such hope lol.
Not everyone was mean to be a creator, and that’s perfectly fine, even inventions and artistic work is forgotten and reinvented over time. Even if some art does remain over time, only the art is really remembered, not the creator, because that’s just a name below the painting or a name credit on the cd booklet. Even worse, the true meaning of the art is just a wild guess, because few times a creator gets to really explain the story behind their work, and that in itself could be considered like a devaluation of the art itself.
Even if i did get carried a lot there… yup, some of us are just not meant to create stuff. Make no mistake tho, sure, creativity is a nice feat, but it’s hard work and determination what really brings art (and a legacy) to life. Art can be complex or simple, and it can be created by any individual, but no art could be created without the work put into it.
For some moment i felt inclined to delete this because it seems just like a rant, but… well, it’s already written, lol. If anything, count me in the speck of dust, non creating, never found a significant other list of people too. I guess i was aiming to somewhat get to that in between the rant but… yeah, never happened, lol.
This is true.
I would add that even if one happens to be an artist of some kind, that doesn’t necessarily guarantee that their art will live on– or even that it will be liked.
We know the names of some famous artists, but think of all the other artists that have existed throughout time who never got recognized. Their art died with them, and they aren’t even a memory.
I see myself becoming like that a few hundred years from now.
I enjoy making music and art, but I have no expectations of being remembered for it after I’m gone.
But I *want* to create something. I didn’t mean specifically art or music. I meant to create a product, or a process, or a business. Something. Anything other than being a nobody that did nothing and had no impact on life / society. I guess my whole point is that I have no impact, no significance. I’m just an insignificant speck of dust.
Make no mistake, everyone is an insignificant speck of dust if we’re being objective, but at the same time, we’re all a speck of diamond glitter. The impact or significance is debatable too, because who defined what makes that difference? another speck of dust?… imho the whole “contribute to society” or mostly any contribution that is socially recognized, is often just a construct.
Just my opinion, but i find a lot more significant or important when people support each other, help each other, not looking for an inherent added value. Hell, i tend to think that most people on sp contribute a lot more than supposedly social influential people. Again, it’s just an opinion, but the fact that you’re sort of helping and supporting people over here might mean the world to someone on a bad day, and that’s worth quite a lot, sometimes it might even be worth a life.
Now, the guy who invented coffee machines? that guy deserves all the recognition he can get, lol.
The people on SP have already done more than the Suicide Hotline ever did for me.
When I called the hotline, they put me on hold.
You guys haven’t put me on hold (yet). 😉
I never ever want children..
I’m going on a whim- its nice to see you both have some kind of company, even if its on a suicide website….
but on a screen, you can’t hug or anything. Yes you can type ‘hug’ but its just not the same…
Guess i should tape up my mouth and go and hide in a cave as i already have a significant other. I might be the only person to say that online relationships don’t feel real at all. Oh dear i just sounded like a megalomaniac…
On a screen, yes i am taken, outside of a screen and phone, MOOOO… I am also taken, but i don’t really GRASP… I just don’t grasp how i am taken because it doesn’t feel real…
oh but I’m whining right? I should be grateful… Oh, YES… Yes… But i get rather biased when i am uninterested in life. I hope if someone has a relationship online or offline, oh i hops its more healthy than mine. You know, with me…. being a child in adult body, i feel co-dependant, in fact, this is going to sound like a load of bullshit, but i feel… My hearts dying… Dying, or dying for love?!
I’m sorry, i shouldn’t even go on about it it just feels unfair that i go on and there’s people here without a significant other. I wish you could find what you are looking for, but I think after so long people get to the point… Zzz… screw it, I’ve waited long enough…
And here… so easy for me to just say WORDS… ‘please don’t lose hope. Somewhere, someone will love you,’ somewhere means somewhere in this world, but see, people cant be everywhere at once… So…
sorry for my comment
no, i see what you mean. having an online bf means you’re not single, but on the same hand, that person is never physically in front of you, so like you said, it doesn’t feel real.
Not that it matters what I think, but even if you provided company on a suicide website that’s a nice feat 😉 kindness is a nice feat 😉 its great if people are creative and i noticed alot of suicidal and depressed people are, but i see it as a bonus
I have nobody and that is why I decided against helium hood suicide. I could decompose for months in my house and I would never be missed and I don’t want that when I have cats that need taking care of. So the only thing that will remain when I am gone is a red stain where the police gunned me down.
the only thing that will be left after I am gone is some friends that will miss me and some old memories. Also my writings and my art and some pictures I took for others to view and enjoy.
thats about it.
I have no kids, no wife to leave behind. Just friends and some memories. lol