how ironic is it, that humans as a species have evolved so much, gained so much new technology and made so much progress and yet some of us are so relentlessly unhappy we feel the need to take out own lives out of an immense sense of hollowness and carelessness for what happens around us due to our mental scars, usually inflicted by others in the same situation as us.
if you think about it, we are basically genetic dead ends, and that is depressing in a way, because we may never be inherently happy with ourselves or anything around us, no matter how many people around us love us or how much medication we pump into ourselves.
however, there is also something inherently liberating about that exact same thought due to how we as a society work, because each achievement we have, every time we scrape to the top in whatever we choose, it will be inherently our own accomplishment, our triumph over what has succumbed so many people to a life, however short, of despair and ultimately, death at their own hand. and even if our dreams are crushed into dust by the cruel whims of others, what will it matter? we will be the same as we always were. we are only as useless as we want to be. and if there is no inherent point in being useful, and no inherent use in having a point, then why not at least attempt a lifestyle that may or may not result in happiness, or at the very least, happiness for others?
and there will inevitably be those who will say “well, of course im useless, i have no choice in the matter! i am not skilled in anything!” and to those people i simply say; “no.” everyone is good at something, inherently. even someone with 30s in school can still bake a kick ass chocolate cake. even an autistic child still has things they are good at. other mental illnesses do not change that. and even if all you can do is make a kickass chocolate cake, make that your thing. be a baker. slowly gain a monopoly over the cake industry until every self respecting grocery store has your name and brand in the bakery shelf. and even if you fail, after going at it all your life? you will still be no worse off then you were at the start.
who knows? maybe the most you can do is share your experience with being depressed and a complete failure, but that still has value to others around you. thats the core of why this website exists in the first place. depressed people feel less depressed together. so, if nothing else, make the lives of others around you in this glorious website some call suicide project, some call sp, but some, like me, call home, the best place it can possibly be by sharing your life, sharing your experiences, your mistakes, yourself and helping us suffer together. consider it your one good deed you do on this redundant and irrelevant cycle of this giant chunk of rock, floating in the galaxy, to help someone around you, even if you never have before.
who knows? it could save a life.
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I think that this world has become to reliant on money. The simplicity of life is gone and now it’s been replaced with achievement and greed. People are now judged based on their income, their achievements in life. Even you yourself (and me as well I’m also guilty of it) take something simple like baking a chocolate cake and started talking about turning that gift into a monopoly and becoming rich and powerful with it. I wish everything was more simple.
Life is as simple as you choose for it to be. Power/money can be evil or good. It’s always up to the person, to decide how everything effects them, and how they allow it to effect others.
Poor people can be happy, and rich people can be very sad. To feel peace/joy with your life a certain amount of financial stability is necessary.
But simple? That’s up to each person to figure out how to accomplish that. (Sometimes life’s assaults/traumas/evil people can complicate even the most solid human being’s life). Next, For those who believe recovery/healing is ALWAYS possible, the answer is NOT ALWAYS…And please don’t tell me God heals/protects everyone, I know that, but this world is so evil sometimes, even that (God’s love) can not cure what ails those, while stuck here on earth. And next, place don’t attack my own personal faith, by saying so typical slang sentence of encouragement, like hand all your problems and worries over to God- I know that too. Sorry if I don’t meet the perfect expectations of all those who believe in God- But at least I’m honest enough to admit it, rather than deny it exists. Take care. Bye, and I’ll repeat hopefully one last time, PROTECT YOUR INNER SPIRIT, it’s the only thing that really matters, when you are alive.
U said, “who knows? it could save a life”. Or it might lose one, since our brains are like a sponge, joy attracts joy, and depressive negative thoughts and experiences attracts the same. IDK- But just my own personal experience, that sometimes when I’m here people’s stories are so sad, it pushes me further into believing this (sometimes) evil and damaging world, is just too hard to try to survive in, any longer. Hope anybody feeling that effect is intuitive enough to seek out positive, uplifting words and environments, because your life, which was intended to always feel joy + peace, even during bad times MIGHT be in danger, and once joy/peace is completely gone, there’s nothing left to live for, other than waiting for death. Protect your spirit, in every and any way you can. If coming here accomplishes that, be thankful for the life blessing.