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Life is worth living.
Maybe if you have a brain that isn’t faulty.
Nah, life’s worth living anyway.
Besides, finding someone with a non-faulty brain? Good luck
I’d say I wish you could see what it’s like in my head but I wouldn’t do that to a random stranger
howww edgy
I laugh when people who are not depressed tell me that life is beautiful. No, it isn’t. Life is full of cruelty and suffering, a never-ending cycle of pain and despair. I would kill myself, but I am afraid of death. I want to stop existing without going through the process of dying. People have no understanding of this issue. I am fucking tired of pretending that life is worth living. Please do not respond to this post. Discussing this only makes my depression worse. Thanks.
As someone who’s also diagnosed with depression I’ll at least say this:
It isn’t inherently a cycle of cruelty and despair. I mean the fact that people tell us otherwise means that, at least for them, it isn’t. It’s sad but there’s a lot to life that we’re just missing.
You do you, man, but I will carefully suggest you try therapy. It exists for a reason. No need to reply, I don’t want to invoke discussion.
I thought it was a meme on Camus and absurdism until I saw the sub. Hope y’all have good days ahead.
I can say that going down that philisophical rabbit hole did help me in the past. Camus had some good points (some dont hold up well today) but his main claim to fame is that unlike the other nhilistic/absurdist philosophers he had an answer to the problem (not necessarly a correct one), his work is very much worth a read.
The good days are the bait in the trap.
Hope is an addictive poison.
