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lugerepair
I don't like life
- Oct 15, 2020
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I don't feel like I can confide in anyone close to me about what's been going through my mind. I feel like I don't have a future, like it's not going to get any better. Like eventually, it all ends in pain and death no matter what. I don't want to go through it. And why should I?
I often think about suicide. I feel like staying here, alive, is irrational. It's so irrational. It makes no sense at all. This entire existence, everything, is absurd, and meaningless. There is no point to any of it. And yeah, I resent that. Why the fuck am I here?
And why the fuck can't I just talk to people about death, about life, about heavy topics without people shying away? People hate talking about that stuff. But to me, those are the important things. Why wouldn't you want to talk about such things?
I feel so alone. Like I can't confide in anyone. Crisis hotline people don't get it. If they did, they probably wouldn't be crisis hotline people. I'm so tired of keeping it all inside. I wish I could tell all my friends, all my acquaintances, everyone on the street, "stop procreating! What are you doing? Don't you see that life sucks? If there is even a 1% chance that your child might experience the pain I've experienced then I think you shouldn't risk bringing them into the world. Just DON'T DO IT."
I just can't understand why people keep doing this, why they keep making new people. It seems so cruel. And I feel so powerless to stop it.
Anyway, I don't have the energy to pull this together into a coherent post with a single point of focus. It's just....I'm very connected to the dark side of existence, and I can't so easily forget about it, whereas everyone else seems to be doing a rather good job of it.
I often think about suicide. I feel like staying here, alive, is irrational. It's so irrational. It makes no sense at all. This entire existence, everything, is absurd, and meaningless. There is no point to any of it. And yeah, I resent that. Why the fuck am I here?
And why the fuck can't I just talk to people about death, about life, about heavy topics without people shying away? People hate talking about that stuff. But to me, those are the important things. Why wouldn't you want to talk about such things?
I feel so alone. Like I can't confide in anyone. Crisis hotline people don't get it. If they did, they probably wouldn't be crisis hotline people. I'm so tired of keeping it all inside. I wish I could tell all my friends, all my acquaintances, everyone on the street, "stop procreating! What are you doing? Don't you see that life sucks? If there is even a 1% chance that your child might experience the pain I've experienced then I think you shouldn't risk bringing them into the world. Just DON'T DO IT."
I just can't understand why people keep doing this, why they keep making new people. It seems so cruel. And I feel so powerless to stop it.
Anyway, I don't have the energy to pull this together into a coherent post with a single point of focus. It's just....I'm very connected to the dark side of existence, and I can't so easily forget about it, whereas everyone else seems to be doing a rather good job of it.