• Asudox@programming.devM
      3·
      5 days ago

      But what is the point of living a slow life, if it means you’ll die and it’ll all amount to nothing anyways?

      • burgersc12@mander.xyz
        6·
        4 days ago

        What’s the point of life at all? Its been slow the first 25 years, the rest being slow doesn’t bother me much anymore. I’m tired, but I’m too lazy to go out quick.

        • nomous@lemmy.world
          3·
          4 days ago

          Careful, you’ll wake up one day with an onion on your belt excited about the early bird special at IHOP. It only gets faster, at least up to 40. I suspect it only continues to get faster until we’re just waking up for meals and napping and doing puzzles the rest of the day, which honestly still sounds pretty nice.

      • RBWells@lemmy.world
        4·
        4 days ago

        Why does it need to “amount” to something? Do you know anything about most of the people who have lived? Do you expect that of everyone around you? Enjoy yourself, enjoy being alive and embodied while you are, maybe you accomplish something for someone else, maybe you don’t, no big deal. Just being here is an incredible thing to have.

  • Evkob@lemmy.ca
    364·
    5 days ago

    My continued existence pisses off fascists.

    I’m vegan, non-binary (with dyed hair), car-free, a member of a linguistic minority, poor, and many other things that make conservatives think the world would be better off without me. I strive to survive mostly to spite these fuckers.

  • Naz@sh.itjust.works
    6·
    4 days ago

    My lucid dreams are unspeakably realistic, comprehensively and indistinguishable from reality. It’s like waking up each night into a horrible dystopia.

    In my nightmares, there’s a global autocracy, a kind of maximalism of pain which forces people into mass slavery, but it’s not even according to their whims, it’s simply a price for existing.

    I’d go on but it’s too spooky and sad.

    The rest of the time life’s pretty good.

      • showmeyourkizinti@startrek.website
        3·
        4 days ago

        It was a quote that I read on lemmy. Someone was talking about dealing with suicidal thoughts and he asked his friend why he shouldn’t kill himself. His friend thought for a minute and then looked at him and said “Mornings are pretty nice.”

        It was at that point he realised he shouldn’t be looking for some great reason for some great reason for life and instead just be.

  • Yareckt@lemmynsfw.com
    10·
    5 days ago

    Whenever I habe to ask myself that question I remind myself I’m doing the best I can considering the circumstances of my upbringing. And that I already did a lot of good even though it often damaged myself.

  • PhlubbaDubba@lemm.ee
    111·
    5 days ago

    Metabolism mostly. Kinda glommed into a listlessness of not knowing what I’m doing with my life in a professional sense.

  • sp3tr4l@lemmy.zip
    13·
    5 days ago

    Nicotine, pain killers, a laughable disability payment…

    …and a furious, blinding rage at the inequity of modern terminal stage capitalism that has doomed our planet to ecocide and most of its inhabitants into petty, self-centered, egotistical and ignorant caricatures of human beings…

    …which has mostly congealed and calcified into some kind of mixture of contempt and spite that is either the basis of, or what I can erroneously yet convincingly present to myself and others as the basis of my identity, self-worth and sense of humor, concluding that merely surviving as long as I can, and pursuing that which I enjoy which requires next to 0 monetary expenditure, is the meek and feeble yet largest middle finger I can personally raise toward all who pursue wealth accumulation, or enable those who do.

  • GBU_28@lemm.eeEnglish
    9·
    5 days ago

    Life can be rough but by all measures I have a good one.

    Zooming out and realizing the value of what I have is important, even when I’m dealing with mental health, dying loved ones, finances, etc.