Life isn’t a party. If you decide decide you aren’t vibing with the party you’re at, you can go home and cuddle all your plushies, and say hello to all your friends in the next party you’re invited to. Once you’re dead, that’s it. There’s no home for you to go to and you can’t come back.
There are so many things you can do if you hate your life. You can move to another town, change your name, and build another one. You can find some people your age who get you and struggle through it together. You can take your suffering and scream it from the rooftops and be heard. But if you make an impulsive decision when you’re at a low point that if you’d lived you’d come to regret…
The ending is a blessing. The beginning was always a curse.
Nonexistence is heaven. I can’t wait. ☻
Are you doing ok?
Who is
I’m doing pretty well, personally.
Good for you
No, because I still exist.
But yes, because non-existence is relatively close due to my age and health problems.
I am of the opinion that non-existence is better than existence.
“Life is hell, and the sweet still night of absolute death is the annihilation of hell.” —Philipp Mainländer
I agree. Don’t know why downvoted tho
Probably because it’s on the edge of glorifying/encouraging suicide.
There is nothing wrong with suicide.
I’ve never understood why people want to force everyone to stay at a party that they may not want to be at.
I am not encouraging suicide. I’m just saying there is nothing wrong with it.
Life isn’t a party. If you decide decide you aren’t vibing with the party you’re at, you can go home and cuddle all your plushies, and say hello to all your friends in the next party you’re invited to. Once you’re dead, that’s it. There’s no home for you to go to and you can’t come back.
There are so many things you can do if you hate your life. You can move to another town, change your name, and build another one. You can find some people your age who get you and struggle through it together. You can take your suffering and scream it from the rooftops and be heard. But if you make an impulsive decision when you’re at a low point that if you’d lived you’d come to regret…