Tell me about your existential dread Yea Forums

Tell me about your existential dread Yea Forums.

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Nearly everyone would rather get along than stand up for anything. I don't think this is what people usually think of as ennui, but in practice it's the worst kind.

i feel like im the bad influence for my friends, my conclusion from that is that its better for them to not have anything to do with me. ifeel like im dragging them down and it kills me slowly from the inside

Losing my mind. I can feel it creeping in like I'm slowly forgetting who I am. It is quite unsettling.

Not gonna lie, I was just kind of dealing with that. I guess I'm dealing with the idea that while I'm a unique instance of the human condition that cannot be replicated (with current technology, anyway) I am not special. I'm not going to go out chasing passion as the man who went too far or too fast, and I won't get my last stand as the man who would die before he broke. The tomorrows won't just mercifully run out around 60 before things get bad. I'm going to die like a dog in the hospital down the street as a husk of the man I used to be, just like everybody else. Suicide is unappealing but I see it as inevitable, partially because I don't see my hill to die on. Faced with an unfulfilling life and my unavoidable physical decay, eventually I'll just realize that there's nothing left.

Love my girlfriend, but I think I'm dragging her down. I'm broke and incredibly irresponsible with money(spend it all on sports cars). She loves me and I know that, but I feel like she's better off with someone who's actually going to be successful.

I WILL die one day and there is absolutely no avoiding it.

There exist black holes bigger than the solar system.

My consciousness is 13 billion years old yet I have no idea what I've been doing for the past 13 billion years before my birth.

I have no idea why I was born. I just started experiencing the consciousness of this person with no context whatsoever.

Anything and everything that is made of iron or steel was once in the core of a star.

As a side note, therapy is helping (and I would highly suggest going) but I'm really just managing. It's a bandaid on a gunshot, and eventually it's going to catch up to me if something doesn't change. I'm still kind of just starting, so I'm hoping I'll find a way past this to some kind of meaningful life.

im glad therapy helps you, im 21 and i was in a childrens psychatry as a child twice and 1 ½ years ago i went to a clinic again... i dont really think anymore that it makes senseto go again, even though ill probably be going again in 2-3 weeks for another therapy
i kinda wishthat i have the strength to just, i dont know, shut off my head, not give a fuck

Everyday I imagine my past being diffrent some how... I stop playing so much video games, I start being more soical, I stand up for myself more. Everyday I feel lost, like what's the point? I feel like every move I make is the wrong move, like all I do is waste time. I will die some day and while the act if death does not scare me I constantly wonder what happens after... Sometimes I'm afraid because if I get reincarnated I'll lose everything if who I am and I kinda da like who I am right now... All these thoughts and I have trouble putting them together

idk if this counts as existential dread but despite that im going through some major depression rn the main thing stopping me is the thought of being nothing.

what would it be like to be nothing? it wouldn't be "like" anything we've experienced.. so what's that like? do you just see black, hear silence, feel smell and taste nothing? obviously not since our senses die with our brains, so what would it be like to be unable to experience anything? you cant even watch life move on without you, you cant even experience time. if I died today obviously everything would exist after me, yet as I cease to exist, I can no longer experience time, so does everything cease to exist when I die? I can't make sense of it now that I'm alive, and I cant just ask someone who is dead what its like to cease to exist.. I know I feel awful living in my day to day and I just want the pain and the shame to stop, yet I would never wish that fate on anyone even my self, yet it's coming for me all the same..

i dont want to die

I dread the day that my hermit crab dies because then when I cum on him while farting he'll never ever start eating it ever again.

>Man i'm just worried about the future

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I don’t. Fuck liberals, leftists, progressives, etc. - it’s all just other names for authoritarians under the guise of supposedly “helping” people.
Fuck their help.
At least right wingers usually don’t lie about their agenda of wanting to limit your rights, but ultimately fuck them too.
Basically, everyone can fuck off - the world would be a fuckload better without you in all ways, you toxic piles of polluting shit.

Wassock

My health took a nosedive recently. An old bleeding disorder popped up again after 9 years in remission, and I was faced with the reality of living with it daily. I came to the conclusion that I'd rather be dead. I don't fear death, but living with a bleeding disorder scares me to no end. I also came to the realization that I really didn't deserve to get better again. I thought about all the kids who die of cancer, all the innocent people who suffer through much worse, and I realized that I couldn't possibly deserve better than them. I'd wasted a majority of those 9 years on porn, weed, and video games. I have been doing better for about 3 weeks now, but it's just a matter of time. Could be tomorrow, could be another 9 years in remission. I'm now trying to figure out how I can make my life mean something during that down time. I'm also trying to figure out what meaning I even want it to have. Do I want a wife? Kids? Money? Do I want to help others? Who? The world has so many problems, I wouldn't even know where to start.

And so I'm back here, talking to you faggots. Wasting more time. Or maybe not, who knows. Maybe this matters somehow.

VVVThisVVV

All you fucking whiners need to get over yourselves and realize and accept nothing really matters so do whatever you like as long as you don’t fuck up other people’s lives.
Want to paint? Do it. Want to gorge yourself on food, drink, drugs, porn, etc? Go ahead.
Just be responsible for your own actions and mindful enough not to fuck anyone else’s lives up because of your lame ass.
Now, get the fuck out of here and do something even if it’s just going to sleep since it’s the middle of the fucking night, you dickheads.

I'm getting the feeling that this is something you need said to you. How are you doing, Yea Forumsrother?

Not really. I know nothing matters and honestly don’t give a shit anymore.
Going back to sleep since it’s 4Am and some asshole woke me up from being a loud cunt outside.
Swear to fucking god if murder wasn’t illegal...

basicaly Arrival, i was mentally out for like 6 hours after i watched it the first time.

What sports cars?

i imagine it will be like before you were born. as in i can't.

does all that past time spent not existing bother you in any way?

Not there since the mushrooms