Do you ever just stop for a minute and really, truly take a good look at yourself and wonder why you’re even alive still.
Like I’m not even feeling that bad at the moment but I honestly can’t think of one good reason to live.
Like what’s the point? It’s all so empty; what’s the “goal”?
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This messes me up because I always preach how everyone has a goal which makes them purposeful but when that goal dimishes or is not replaced then what is the purpose…. Maybe the goal is to find a new goal? But who wants to live a life searching for a goal rather then accomplishing a goal. Aside from my rambling though, I’ve been looking at myself in the mirror a lot lately and I understand the feeling of wondering why you’re still alive. It’s a shitty feeling.. thanks for sharing your thoughts though! I know it’s selfish of me to say but I find comfort in knowing that I’m not the only one feeling this sort of way.
Insightful… There’s certainly a sense of achievement in approaching the endgame and accomplishing a set goal, yet once it’s been reached people often feel lost. They say to themselves “I’ve devoted several years of my life to accomplishing a degree, and now what?” “Do I devote even more time and energy on pursing a new goal?” Well, maybe that’s what life is, a series of accomplishments without arriving at any fixed point, and maybe the satisfaction isn’t in completion but in the process. It seems without the challenge of new pursuits we become dormant.