I suppose this is one of my main reasons as to why I want to kill myself. About seven years ago I came to the realization that everything that I perceive as real could just be a creation of my mind, with no way of proving or disproving it. Because of this, I haven’t had any will to live in nearly a decade. I am convinced that this will sooner or later be the death of me, after all, it eliminates any guilt about committing suicide, as well as any fear of death or dying. This way of thinking has affected me so drastically that absolutely anything I “experience” on a day-to-day basis only furthers my depression, reminding me that even simple things like walking to the kitchen are not real. Everything is just a projection of the mind. There is no purpose in me being alive, and I have to leave.
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Everything is real.
The problem is that it doesn’t really matter.
There’s no point in questioning the mundane and obvious. Save your energy for questioning what seems out of place, or seems to not “add up.”
I guess it all comes down to your definition of “is.”
A thing is a thing, and every “thing,” (that exists) exists. That which is not a thing, does not exist. That which does not exist, is not a thing.
An idea is not a “thing,” unless your definition of “thing,” includes the definition of “idea” as being an electrical pattern occurring in your brain (and often others). In that way, an idea is a “thing.” But thoughts are not things, in the sense that they are not physical objects with mass in reality. There is a huge difference between “thoughts” and “actual things.”
All of this is “real,” but it doesn’t really matter whether something you perceive as “real” or “not real,” is actually real or not… unless, of course, you think non-things are things, and that non-real things are real. Then it’s a problem.
It is what it is. It is as it is. Whatever happens, happens.
I used to wonder about that too, but I stopped cause it doesn’t really matter whether life is real or not. Wat does matter is how it is to live it.
But if life is just a dream, do you think you can just wake of it by suicide? If it isn’t real, would your mind, or the person or computer who controls it, not prevent you from succeeding? What if things only get worse?
And if you could be sure about life being real, would that change anything. Would that give any more purpose to your live. For me it wouldn’t.
But even if nothing is real, does it even matter? There’s no way to prove or disprove it one way or the other, and the “illusions” are all you have ever know and are so realistic, that in my mind you might as well just live on without letting it bother you. If this way of thinking is correct, then the illusions are your reality anyways, so what does it really matter?
DiedLongAgo,
I agree when you learn that the world isn’t what you had thought it was it takes a toll on you, but accept that it isn’t what your were thinking it was, and face reality of what it really is, it’s a downer but you won’t feel so disappointed. life is a really screwed up and you have to make the best of it, you can’t change the world so accept it is what it is.