I’m planning my funeral. I’ve been struggling with suicidal thoughts/actions for years. Lately I’ve been wondering the point in life if we all die anyway, I guess I don’t need to ask that anymore. I don’t see a point in living like this, and I can’t see myself growing old or going to college anymore. There’s no point. When the time comes, I’ll take it. Everything is in order, now.
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I’ve said that so much, really what is the point if were all going to die anyway, no one gets out alive in the end no matter if they live in luxury or lack. Honestly life is the only thing we need to be afraid of if you think of it, everyone is so afraid of death but death is nothing, there is no pain, no hate, no anger, no envy, no frustration and sure someone could say, “Well yeah but there is also no joy or love or happiness in death” but in reality I don’t experience any of those things while living so what’s the point? Why work my ass off trying to get the life I want so that when I’m 60 I can finally retire and then when I can finally afford my dream house/car I end up dying because of old age.