All these decades of pain and agony could have been avoided had I never been born. No doubt there is more agony to come. Especially when old age comes.
JFC isn’t that the worst hell- slowly dying of old age diseases and problems. That sh*t actually scares me. Has anyone watched documentaries on old people dying? Where they film the death in stages, 1 yr before, 6mo before, 1 mo before, 1 week before, etc. Anyway, I find it f*cking cruel that they won’t allow us to just take a pill or give us an injection.
How the f*ck is it “wrong” to let a sick old person or a severely depressed person who wants to die die but it’s perfectly fine to let them suffer and suffer endlessly for years and years?
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I strongly agree, someone suffering and being unable to do what they love to, might not see no point in living, so they give up. That is the worst to see, a person without the will or power to continue. Tho mot everyone will end like that. The mother of my grandmother passed away at 96, and tho she had been the last few weeks in hospital, before that, her daily routine kept her in motion. Waking up at 6, going to the garden removing weeds, cleaning, nursing the trees and plants. She usually ate so much I have no clue how she didn’t gain weight. She was slim, old, but had always more energy than any of us. The power of routine. I’m sure tho the newer generations dont have such a strong daily routine, and it looks indeed too real that we end up bed-bound, with someone taking care of us while we can’t. I refuse that thought, and will make sure to do some hellfoa crazy stuff when that time nears. But until then, when we can actively be around the ones we love, and the ones that care about us, that time is far. My idea is going skydiving, for the first time when I feel that time coming. My parachute might fail. Or my heart at that age. Anyways, I agree on it, it is indeed a scary sight and tought. That is what hospital personnel feels sometime, the “Angel of death” labeled murders. They murder of pity, but it’s not for an other human to decide such things for others.
Fuck drooling on myself and having my diaper changed. I did medical transport for a few years and never once talked to the resident of an assisted living facility/nursing home that was truly content or happy. Fuck that. When it comes time to start buying adult diapers, I’m eating a bullet. Living a productive life is all that matters to me – if I have to rely on strangers for my basic needs, I’ve stopped “living.” There’s no worth or value in being alive just to be “alive.” You’ve got to be an idiot to find worth in life while you lie in your own excrement waiting to be changed. No thanks.
Could not have said it better myself. That day should be quite aways away for me but yeah, could not have said it better myself.
I’ll be the discordant element, since that’s my jam. I’d love to make it to be old. I cared for my grandfather in the final years of his life. He was having a blast, even in a wheelchair the guy has a lust for life that others envied. Everywhere we took him, people knew him and loved him. That makes up for quite a bit.
My primary hope is to build an intergenerational household. If they can sort out in home healthcare in the United States that’d be perfect. No one wants to live in an institution, absolutely no one there would be if there was any better option. So, since money can’t buy better care unless you are born rich, I can’t see the benefit of allowing my body to fall apart for the favor of having a career.
there’s only one way i can put this unfortunately… & it won’t be a very ‘popular opinion’
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if i lent You *my* horse,
as a loan\rent-use but for Free… you don’t own it,
you just have my permission to use it as much as You like without paying anything
& You’re practically able to use it in whatever tasks You wish & treat it however You wish
[even though i myself would only want\ask You to use it only in ‘good’ tasks & to treat it as best as You possibly can]
until the moment i show up on your doorstep & tell You:
“Mr. Eternaldarkness, I’d like to have my horse back if You please, thank You very much”
now picture this…
at some point during the loan\rent period
the horse got sick
slightly
or severely
*My* horse
got sick
while it’s in Your ‘custody’\protection
You send me saying it got sick
& it’s really suffering & in pain
& i ask You to please keep it with You & keep taking good care of it
until it either gets cured
or dies & i come take it from You
& in either cases, i’ll reward You Greatly
for your kind care
& for your patience with that situation
do You feel it’s ‘okay’
or ‘noble’
or ‘honorable’
that You instead decide
“heck no, that horse is suffering, i’m gonna put it out of its misery”
& then You call me & say
“hey farah, sorry,
in my point of view,
your instructions were unkind
& ridiculously tiresome;
the horse was suffering,
& i don’t have the time or patience to sit there & do all that effort & take care of it…
i killed your horse,
come pick it up”
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P.S.
regarding the question in the post’s title…
still hoping You’d find some form of answer(s) in the [ironically] questions i refered You to in your ‘I Hate My Life’ & ‘What Is There To Live For’
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we could talk about it if You wish
: )
P.S. 2
the ‘horse’ is your body & your soul
& the ‘You’,
the thinker, decision-maker, &, unfortunately also ‘feeler'[because of your current connection to your living body… so, in the example, You supposedly ‘feel’ the horse’s suffering too]
is your Spirit
thanks for listening to my Theology TED-Talk
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