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Because I can't find a quick painless way to kill myself.

:laugh: :laugh: :laugh:

 

Thats the exact reason Im still alive

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There is always a book that needs to be read, a story that must be written. My life is my story, and death is the end. I tend to like a long series, so I would be very disappointed if it stopped after the first few interesting chapters.

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Because I can't find a quick painless way to kill myself.

:(:(

 

I have alot of weight on my shoulders, pressure and so on, and its so easy to want to fold under it. Anything to make to anguish go away. But there are some good things about my life, like certain new people I've met and my friends who make things not so bad.

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For me it is mainly that I wouldn't want my parents and to a lesser degree others who may care about me to have to deal with the loss. Honestly, unless something magically changes by then (ie if I somehow produced offspring), I figure once my parents are gone I'll soon follow.

 

Outside of that though I really see no reason to keep living because life is simply about amassing memories so what's the big deal? Plus, I find all the everyday things that one has to do to be tiresome and boring like having to eat, go to the bathroom, work. Life in general bores me and it isn't simply an "oh you just need to go do this for some adventure" type thing because I do enough stuff that keeps me entertained and gives me the temp high which is all being happy/entertained is. Instead, it's the actual act/reality of life that bores me. No matter what you do it is all pretty much the same routine both on a micro/daily level (sleep, eat, spend your day doing something, eat, sleep) and on a macro/entire life level since you ultimately die.

 

Here is why it really doesn't matter to me and why I don't get why some want to live for so long outside of the effect it could have on loved ones if they were gone:

 

-if there is an afterlife then surely it will be better than this world so why wouldn't one want to move on to a better place ASAP?

 

-if there is no afterlife and this is it then what difference does it make? You'll cease to exist. It isn't like you will die and be in some bubble saying "oh shucks, I wish I could go live for a few more years and do this and that"

 

There really is nothing else to it. I think it is simply ego that makes some want to live for as long as possible and leave some lasting impression like it will really matter to you when you're dead. That and some are just scared but I don't see how anyone can be afraid of themselves dying.

 

And this has nothing to do with me being depressed or anything of that sort, Compared to most people in the world I have a lifestyle that most would love to have, I have no real serious issues to deal with and I don't go around just acting miserable around others and I bet many would be surprised at my feelings on this. Instead, it's simply breaking down the reality of the situation and looking at in a fairly logical way. I didn't choose to be born so it is insane to me for someone to assume people should just love life because that's the way it is supposed to be and how they may be biologically programmed.

 

All the power to those who "love life" and are not bored by the trivialities of it.

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So, this is sort of a spin-off of my thread on "The Purpose of Life," but it's more directed not toward what you believe the purpose of life to be, but why it is that you decide to keep on living.

 

There are many reasons to do so: Plato says it's because we belong to the gods and have no right to end our life prematurely; Kant thinks we have a duty; Schopenhauer things that we have a Will to Life; other philosophers think it's an offense to the community to take your life, and then there are philosophical/theological reasons relating to eternal damnation if you commit suicide.

 

So, why do you ultimately stay alive? Is it that you enjoy living in the world? Do you think you have a duty to family, friends, the community, the government, God, etc.? Are you just afraid of death and don't want to speed-up the process? Or are you afraid of an eternity in hell?

 

I'm curious to know your reasons! :)

 

Very good question Always. I am afraid of death, and a lot of things right now that are in the process of being worked out.

 

I won't take my life because that would hurt a lot of people...even though I may be in a bad place right now, still there are others that do think a lot of me (friends, kids, grandkids, etc. oh and last but definitely not least, my animals).

 

These renowned philosophers have extremely good points, and are right. I may not always understand what purpose there is for me on this earth each day, although it is not always for my finite understanding...I may have smiled at someone who was just about to commit suicide and by one smile, it could have changed their mind...you know?

 

One kind word could have made someones difference...life can be frustrating...mine has been difficult for the past few years and there is a tiredness within me, I am hoping this will go soon...although it is still important regardless of how I feel to try to be there for someone else, that is, if I can.

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i do not think it is "my choice" not die.... just as it was not "my choice" to be born.

 

granted i have made stupid choices that could've killed me.... and some of my choices slowly kill me indirectly.... but i am slowly dying anyways- so big deal.

 

i do feel obligated to my family and friends- i do think i enrich the world and others lives, but i feel no obligation to those i do not know.

 

i am not scared of death.... i am more frightened of living.

 

This is a profound statement. I am not completely sure of LRB's meaning, although I take it to mean not to be too hard on ourselves as we all will die eventually. Excellent response.

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Death is only a matter of time, so it's something I don't have to worry about. Besides, life is interesting.

 

Cheers,

D.

 

D...I have been reading your replies for some time now and they are always thoughtful...I really like them...thank you....

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i have had suicidal thoughts- almost went through with it, but my cat changed my mind.... he would be soo bummed without me so i didn't do it.

 

 

Yep...I hear ya...my little dog Crystle would be lost without me...and vice versa...

 

I really came close one night, but I looked at my little Crystle.

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Life can be awful, and depressing.

Life can drag you down and make you wonder 'whats the point?'

 

But being alive, and especially being a sentient being is a truly wonderful thing.

that we can even contemplate our existences in this way is amazing.

 

This excerpt from a book i like kind of sums it up for me, i hope you guys like it too:-

 

The way I see it, there are three reasons never to be unhappy.

 

First, you were born. This in itself is a remarkable achievement. Did you know that each time your father ejaculated (and frankly he did it quite a lot) he produced roughly 25 million spermatozoa—enough to repopulate Britain every two days or so? For you to have been born, not only did you have to be among the few batches of sperm that had even a theoretical chance of prospering—in itself quite a long shot—but you then had to win a race against 24,999,999 or so other wriggling contenders, all rushing to swim the English Channel of your mother’s vagina in order to be the first ashore at the fertile egg of Boulogne, as it were. Being born was easily the most remarkable achievement of your whole life. And think: You could just as easily have been a flatworm.

 

Second, you are alive. For the tiniest moment in the span of eternity you have the miraculous privilege to exist. For endless aeons you did not. Soon you will cease to be once more. That you are able to sit here right now in this one never-to-be-repeated moment, reading this book, eating bonbons, dreaming about hot sex with that scrumptious person from accounts, speculatively sniffing your armpits, doing whatever you are doing—just existing—is really wondrous beyond belief.

 

Third, you have plenty to eat, you live in a time of peace, and “Tie a Yellow Ribbon Round the Ole Oak Tree” will never be number one again.

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This excerpt from a book i like kind of sums it up for me, i hope you guys like it too:

Yes, that sums it up as well as anybody could. I love it

 

Cheers,

D.

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Yes, that sums it up as well as anybody could. I love it

 

Cheers,

D.

 

i'm glad you liked it. the nice thing is it isnt from a cheezy self help book, its just a tiny part of a book about travel, where the author is musing on the subject of happiness.:)

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Because I get too. I'm lucky. Most of the time it's a lot of fun. Other times it's a lot of pain and very difficult..but it's always followed up with a lot of fun and bliss. I don't feel it's my duty to live or that I must complete a comittment. I feel that I'm lucky for each day I get to be here.

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I feel now I arrive at a place that finally find the goal of my life and strive to achieve it, although there are still many mysterious things and events in life that nobody can control, I consider these as chances for growing and be happier and peaceful, growing in love and be loved. In general, I feel optimistic, and feel like life can have certain structures, and I know where I am going. If life is a bunch of big mass secret codes, I feel like I am cracking it a little bit more each day

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I am not sure anymore, I am getting so fcking sick of all of it

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Life can be awful, and depressing.

Life can drag you down and make you wonder 'whats the point?'

 

But being alive, and especially being a sentient being is a truly wonderful thing.

that we can even contemplate our existences in this way is amazing.

 

This excerpt from a book i like kind of sums it up for me, i hope you guys like it too:-

 

The way I see it, there are three reasons never to be unhappy.

 

First, you were born. This in itself is a remarkable achievement. Did you know that each time your father ejaculated (and frankly he did it quite a lot) he produced roughly 25 million spermatozoa—enough to repopulate Britain every two days or so? For you to have been born, not only did you have to be among the few batches of sperm that had even a theoretical chance of prospering—in itself quite a long shot—but you then had to win a race against 24,999,999 or so other wriggling contenders, all rushing to swim the English Channel of your mother’s vagina in order to be the first ashore at the fertile egg of Boulogne, as it were. Being born was easily the most remarkable achievement of your whole life. And think: You could just as easily have been a flatworm.

 

Second, you are alive. For the tiniest moment in the span of eternity you have the miraculous privilege to exist. For endless aeons you did not. Soon you will cease to be once more. That you are able to sit here right now in this one never-to-be-repeated moment, reading this book, eating bonbons, dreaming about hot sex with that scrumptious person from accounts, speculatively sniffing your armpits, doing whatever you are doing—just existing—is really wondrous beyond belief.

 

Third, you have plenty to eat, you live in a time of peace, and “Tie a Yellow Ribbon Round the Ole Oak Tree” will never be number one again.

 

This is profound.....

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I am not sure anymore, I am getting so fcking sick of all of it

 

Been there too...way too many times. I am soooo sorry you are going through so much.

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Seriously, when life becomes all pain and no gain, it's time to consider ending it.

 

All the things I've worked for, what good are they? I don't enjoy things anymore because I have no one to enjoy them with.

 

No woman is ever going to love me for who I am, so it's not like I'd be gypping anyone out of something. The decision to end my life or not is my choice... and that is a comfort.

 

No losses, no loneliness... the dead don't know how good they have it.

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No losses, no loneliness... the dead don't know how good they have it.

 

They don't have it good. They don't have anything.

 

I won't say what I want to say because I always falls on deaf ears. But I think that, good and bad, pain and pleasure, all of these things are meant to be experienced fully. If you allow this to happen, you don't get so depressed, because you see everything as a necessary part of the process. Emotions are there for a reason. They tell us something, and they can help us to alter our reality if we choose to.

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