The thought that I might eventuelly find someone who I can share my life with and I would share hers.
this post was submitted on 23 Sep 2024
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Fear of death
Coffee.
Not that I’m drinking any at night.
That would be bad.
Love and hope. I want to live a good life and I want my family to live good lives too.
Inertia, stopping everything and giving up would require slightly more emotional labor than the status quo.
Love for my family and friends, mostly. Aside from that, spite for the things that want me dead.
My wife and my son, my hobbies, and also Bob's Burgers, Psych and Community.
Sheer fucking will? A night of sleep? LSD? I dunno.
The delusion that the world will inevitably turn out fine, despite occasionally saying the opposite. That, and the massive amount of stuff I still wanna do (games to play) and experiences to be had (music to be listened to, shows to be watched, computer mumbo jumbo to be learned)
Up to about the 1980s, the popular magazines used to frequently run cartoons with ragged-looking people holding up 'It's the END OF THE WORLD!!!!' signs. Guess they ran out of variants on that joke. But Doomsday Prophets have been around for centuries (some made big money from it) ... and yet ... here we all are.
We humans like to scare ourselves, but observation seems to show that it's not a big worry. Will it all end, sure, some day. When? NOBODY KNOWS. Carpe diem, my friend ... seize the day. And go ahead and make plans and execute them. Save your worry time for the little things that are inevitable.
Anti-depressants.
Do those really work though or do they take the edge off feeling absolute despair all the time?
Everyone’s different and some medications work better for one person than another. I can’t speak for OP, nor can I suggest that your experience would be the same as mine, but finding an antidepressant that works was a game changer for me.
It helps keep the “doom” thoughts from spinning in my head. That is, I can hear or read about something bad, but it won’t keep coming back to haunt me throughout the day. Ever lie down to sleep, but instead find your mind awake for hours with worries and anxieties? My antidepressant prevents that.
An interesting side-effect is that it also keeps songs from getting stuck in my head. Again, YMMV, but note that it does take time (usually at least 2 weeks, maybe more) for the full effects to kick in.
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.
Well if you're lucid, can't you just like fly out of there or something?
I mean, don't all the dream characters die when you wake up? Seems kinda
Not good
Because this is the only ride in town, might as well buy a ticket.
You never bought a ticket, you were born on the train.
Dietary fiber.
what keeps the water going while it makes its journey from the Alps to the sea?
Me, but it's a lot of work.
Gravity?
Bees¹, birds², leaves, oat milk, new jokes, hateful music, ugliness of a dead body, desire³, spite⁴, sonder...
¹Inheritance Cycle reference
²Coots and seagulls and crows
³What you desire is what you lose in death, because your dead.
⁴Pick someone dead you don't like and laugh that you're alive and they have to decompose.
Mornings are pretty nice.
Wtf?!?!
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.
I have never read anything that made me so angry.
My pets. They deserve the best. They're all so spoiled.
"My pets aren't spoiled. They are compensated fairly for the services they provide."
Humanity has limitless stories to tell, and a lifetime of stories to experience already. There's a lot I want to hear about~
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