Sometimes I’ll get depressed simply over the fact that I will die. everyone will die and our existence will dissappear. then I try to tell myself as others have before its not the end. but the journey through life that matters (the little things too) but the idea realise. I’m not enjoying this journey. I have never appreciated it either. so what do I do?
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I have the same thoughts sometimes. We live for about 100 years and then die. And the world moves on. I’ve always wondered what is after life. Do we re incarnate? Do we go to heaven? The world may never know. I guess all I can say is try and make the best out of life, help others, and do the best you can so you can leave a mark on this world when you do leave.
Stuff like this is never all that easy to do make the best of life in the greedy world impossible. Even though I agree on somethings
What would you like? What would make you happy?
That’s what I mean. I don’t know what makes me happy anymore. I don’t see the point in being happy either
Enjoy the little things.
Zombie girl it has been a while and your op is exactly what I wonder
Yes it’s been a while. Just realised that doing stuff isn’t equivalent of being ok. And being ok isn’t good enough for me