I may be batshit but I truly believe we all of us can be saved, if the savior is powerful and dedicated enough. This dream savior borders on fantasy though. So I guess my real world answer is no, nothing can help us.
Still, more as an exercise in delusion than anything else, it’s interesting to imagine exactly what/who could save you. For me it would be someone with a ton of money who could set me up on a private tropical island and pay me tons of money for my work. In other words, someone would have to remove external stress and give me a purpose. Wouldn’t that work for everyone more or less? If someone took you far away from the things that are dragging you down, and if they made you feel like your work is important and worth living for, AND if you started receiving positive rewards for doing what you’re good at, wouldn’t that basically cure anyone? Would hate to see the bill for that service though. Cheaper to let us die off.
I don’t believe we are destined for anything. Until I get evidence to the contrary, there isn’t any plan for my life, or anyone else’s I imagine.
but are we stuck? Possibly, it’s in what we do and luck to change that. There are ways to make things more tolerable, I’m not talking positivity I’m saying decreasing the pain down to manageable levels. Same goes for the thoughts of anger and sadness, there’s no way to live without them, but they could be brought under control.
Bends makes a good point. I think some form of economic relief would go a long way. For me, as an example, if I could get about $100k that I didn’t need to live on…. That’s freedom there. Buy $50k worth of the most good land I can get, I don’t care if I have to live in a tent I want somewhere I can’t be kicked out of.
I used to rationalize that in a world of billionaires and trillionaires that isn’t that much money, but it is. It is realistic though to imagine that I could possibly attain that much, especially considering how many of my other goals I have abandoned as worthless time wasters.
My grandparents survived WW2 and the Great Depression, I know because they talked about it. It wasn’t easy, but they did it. If they could do that, without the education I have, without the support system I have, without the cynical cold heartedness I use to approach all major decisions.
I think it’s within me to survive, and come out stronger on the other side.
I’m not talking about making things more “tolerable” or more “manageable.” I’m talking about not being depressed anymore. Tolerable and manageable is what I used to have- I was still depressed but kept plugging on with the HOPE that things will get better. Well tolerable and manageable aren’t good enough. I want to NOT be depressed anymore. Happiness might never happen, and hell, to not be depressed anymore might never happen either, but I want at least to be at the level of “not depressed.”
So maybe there is no hope for me if that’s where I want to be.
A massive cash infusion can definitely bring me to the “not depressed” rung of the ladder, but how likely is that to happen? I need at least 2M to feel secure for the rest of my life.
So many ppl say “money doesn’t bring happiness” and say that even if they had all the money in the world, they’d still be depressed. But money CAN bring security which DOES make a world of difference. And it affords you the FREEDOM to do things. It can certainly make life loads easier. And thus making happiness at least possible vs impossible.
For me, it means I can get the proper healthcare, help and food I need, live where ever I want, do whatever I want. Live in a nice quiet safe place. See the world and do things I have never been able to since I’ve always been poor. I’ve been poor my whole life so I’ve never been able to do what I want, live where I want, or eat what I want. And now I’m sick (physically) so it’s not very possible for my life to change for the better. Hence the utter despair and depression.
Anybody who says money isn’t important or say it would not increase happiness has never been poor or grown up poor. And I don’t mean poor as in “i did not get a lot of toys when i was a kid poor.” Most ppl here grew up middle class, so most ppl have NO understanding what NOT having money is like, and not having security feels like.
I need a ton of money, damnit!!
For me, that would be the way out of MY current situation. Not saying money is the answer for everyone, but for ME it is. It would at least bring me out of being miserable, hopeless, and despair.
I’d absolutely love a ton of money…. but chasing money has been rather futile, and the more I’m denied, the more do it yourself/do without I get. If I didn’t have to function in the world, I don’t think I’d need all this medication, or a therapist. Eventually I’d die of something preventable but I’m really okay with that.
I’m capable of being more dissatisfied, and wanting more out of life, but lately I’ve been rather Buddhist about the whole thing, anything that makes me depend on others is the enemy, because people tend to let you down.
The secret to happiness is low expectations. Right now I’m unemployed, and having to stretch every dollar a LONG way….. but on the other hand the projects I’m doing I like doing, I don’t have to worry about what my supervisor thinks… or customers…. or coworkers.
I could push myself, go back to work, try for that greater control greater wealth, but that’s a mirage as far as I can tell. I also spend so much time defending this tiny island of relative peace that I don’t have time to think about escape… especially when many of the “escape” options look like enslavement.
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I may be batshit but I truly believe we all of us can be saved, if the savior is powerful and dedicated enough. This dream savior borders on fantasy though. So I guess my real world answer is no, nothing can help us.
Still, more as an exercise in delusion than anything else, it’s interesting to imagine exactly what/who could save you. For me it would be someone with a ton of money who could set me up on a private tropical island and pay me tons of money for my work. In other words, someone would have to remove external stress and give me a purpose. Wouldn’t that work for everyone more or less? If someone took you far away from the things that are dragging you down, and if they made you feel like your work is important and worth living for, AND if you started receiving positive rewards for doing what you’re good at, wouldn’t that basically cure anyone? Would hate to see the bill for that service though. Cheaper to let us die off.
I don’t believe we are destined for anything. Until I get evidence to the contrary, there isn’t any plan for my life, or anyone else’s I imagine.
but are we stuck? Possibly, it’s in what we do and luck to change that. There are ways to make things more tolerable, I’m not talking positivity I’m saying decreasing the pain down to manageable levels. Same goes for the thoughts of anger and sadness, there’s no way to live without them, but they could be brought under control.
Bends makes a good point. I think some form of economic relief would go a long way. For me, as an example, if I could get about $100k that I didn’t need to live on…. That’s freedom there. Buy $50k worth of the most good land I can get, I don’t care if I have to live in a tent I want somewhere I can’t be kicked out of.
I used to rationalize that in a world of billionaires and trillionaires that isn’t that much money, but it is. It is realistic though to imagine that I could possibly attain that much, especially considering how many of my other goals I have abandoned as worthless time wasters.
My grandparents survived WW2 and the Great Depression, I know because they talked about it. It wasn’t easy, but they did it. If they could do that, without the education I have, without the support system I have, without the cynical cold heartedness I use to approach all major decisions.
I think it’s within me to survive, and come out stronger on the other side.
I’m not talking about making things more “tolerable” or more “manageable.” I’m talking about not being depressed anymore. Tolerable and manageable is what I used to have- I was still depressed but kept plugging on with the HOPE that things will get better. Well tolerable and manageable aren’t good enough. I want to NOT be depressed anymore. Happiness might never happen, and hell, to not be depressed anymore might never happen either, but I want at least to be at the level of “not depressed.”
So maybe there is no hope for me if that’s where I want to be.
A massive cash infusion can definitely bring me to the “not depressed” rung of the ladder, but how likely is that to happen? I need at least 2M to feel secure for the rest of my life.
So many ppl say “money doesn’t bring happiness” and say that even if they had all the money in the world, they’d still be depressed. But money CAN bring security which DOES make a world of difference. And it affords you the FREEDOM to do things. It can certainly make life loads easier. And thus making happiness at least possible vs impossible.
For me, it means I can get the proper healthcare, help and food I need, live where ever I want, do whatever I want. Live in a nice quiet safe place. See the world and do things I have never been able to since I’ve always been poor. I’ve been poor my whole life so I’ve never been able to do what I want, live where I want, or eat what I want. And now I’m sick (physically) so it’s not very possible for my life to change for the better. Hence the utter despair and depression.
Anybody who says money isn’t important or say it would not increase happiness has never been poor or grown up poor. And I don’t mean poor as in “i did not get a lot of toys when i was a kid poor.” Most ppl here grew up middle class, so most ppl have NO understanding what NOT having money is like, and not having security feels like.
I need a ton of money, damnit!!
For me, that would be the way out of MY current situation. Not saying money is the answer for everyone, but for ME it is. It would at least bring me out of being miserable, hopeless, and despair.
I’d absolutely love a ton of money…. but chasing money has been rather futile, and the more I’m denied, the more do it yourself/do without I get. If I didn’t have to function in the world, I don’t think I’d need all this medication, or a therapist. Eventually I’d die of something preventable but I’m really okay with that.
I’m capable of being more dissatisfied, and wanting more out of life, but lately I’ve been rather Buddhist about the whole thing, anything that makes me depend on others is the enemy, because people tend to let you down.
The secret to happiness is low expectations. Right now I’m unemployed, and having to stretch every dollar a LONG way….. but on the other hand the projects I’m doing I like doing, I don’t have to worry about what my supervisor thinks… or customers…. or coworkers.
I could push myself, go back to work, try for that greater control greater wealth, but that’s a mirage as far as I can tell. I also spend so much time defending this tiny island of relative peace that I don’t have time to think about escape… especially when many of the “escape” options look like enslavement.