What’s the point of still living when all you have to live with is pain? what is the point of still trying to hold on when you’re already dead??… What’s the point of fuckin life huh? What’s the point of trying to get thru the day without cutting or having suicidal thoughts what’s the fuckin point?? What’s the point of waking up in the morning and having your past flash in your mind and it plays those horrible things that has happened to you over and over and over again until you finally go crazy. What’s the point of trying to stay calm and happy when your life is fucked up? What’s the point of even getting out of bed in the morning? What’s the point of still trying to hold on when nobody really cares……..not even God……..I hate to say it but I think he has given up on me…… People always ask me what’s the point of cutting it helps relieve the pain, I love watching the blood run down my arm or leg and I love when my whole world become paused in my mind while cutting you know…..that’s all im going to say right now.
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I relate to this post so much today. I’m sorry you’re feeling this way too. One of my biggest annoyance right now is when someone says “your past is your past leave it there” ok lets do something traumatic to you and see how you feel. I get some people can get over their past or at least live through it but I can’t and it sucks. And I think it’s safe to say a lot people on here feel the same way.
Exactly. I hate it when people say, “Just let it go” like it’s that easy. They are the same people who say, “suicide is wrong” because they’ve never been suicidal themselves. For people to understand they have to go through it themselves.
This is how I feel. What is really the point? Why live if you cannot live happily? I feel God has given up on a lot of people, if he even exists that is. Some people make millions of dollars a year and some like me make nothing. Some go through life worry free, never struggling, never worrying, and others like me live their whole life in fear, in pain, and die alone. Life is not fair, and if you are the unlucky one who got dealt a bad hand then there is no point in living after all.
I don’t really believe in a god just becaue science. And why kind of god would put people through so much pain and misery. I use to be a believer and I truly lived my life according to the bible and what god said or whatever but I just started thinking for myself one day (it was near the end of my tías battle with cancer) I started questioning my entire life all the bad all the times a god let me down, I think that’s why I’m so ok with ending myself is there is nothing but darkness and no feeling good or bad I just cease to exist. And I find comfort in that.
So true, same thing for me. I lived my whole life devoted to God, I followed the bible, went to church, did everything I was supposed to do and yet I still suffered so much. One day I had to realize what I was thinking, I’m a strong Nihilist now.
I gave up on it 20 yrs ago, was a catholic, but without wishing to tread on anyone’s belief it’s all just bollocks. Like Jesus is more likely then Zeus, Jupiter or Osiris or any of the other shit. Hundreds of “Gods” throught history. do people really believe theirs is gonna be the right one? People would believe in all those other gods if they lived in another time. If you live in the west you’ll believe in Jesus, if you live in the Middle East you’ll believe in Allah, in the far East it’s gonna be Buddah or in ancient Rome it’s gonna be Jupiter.
If I see some God that tries to judge me when I go I’ll give him a kick in the balls 🙂
My cousin was just asking me if I had a copy of the Bible. She meassaged me on Facebook to see how I was doing. She’s very sweet and loving I love her to death. But she is a very religious God/Jesus loving person who is always suggesting to me to have faith in God, let him guide me. And once years ago when I was in my twenties I was going to church at times and sometimes would just go and sit and it sort of helped me get back to a better place and then I stopped going. I don’t know that it would have the same positive affect on me now though. Much has happened since my twenties that has really tested my faith in God and now as I told my cousin tonight, God and I have a love/hate relationship… and I’m not sure which side he’s on right now. Myself? Right now I am trying the “God helps those who help themselves.” bit…. what it does for me if anything who the hell knows, but I don’t see me reading the Bible anytime soon. It may work for some and I’m not condemning it. I just don’t think it’s for me.