I want to want to live as opposed to being alive and having to live
I am 43, just quit a job I was in which I did because I’m supposed to want to live, to be grateful for being alive but I do not and am not.
I’m not grateful, I see no merit in being grateful. Moreover, to whom is this gratitude supposed to go. Did someone create me and now I owe them? Really?
Sounds like b.s.
The idea that I should live my life out of gratitude to a benevolent being seems really odd.
I trudge through this existence, yearning for it to end but I cannot end it…quickly that is…I have the notion of taking a walk…a long walk…that […]