Originally posted by Malice
And what about the gay life stuff such as having your soul mangled by the capitalist system, working an unfulfilling job in an industry you abhor, attempting to get through a difficult master's degree program at the same time, the endless repetitiveness of life, having little time to pursue your genuine passions and what you enjoy most, being so stressed and overworked that you can't enjoy it, often not even being able to sleep properly, dealing with chronic mild depression, having unfulfilling romantic relationships, seeing the people you love die, the countless possibilities and pitfalls, the rumination on whether this is really what you want, what mistakes you may be making, whether you'll end up regretting this at a point where it's too late, the countless misfortunes that will befall you throughout life etc.
Keep that dopamine drip going, lab rat 1. Keep telling yourself, "My life has meaning because the body I did not choose responds to certain stimuli in a manner that causes me to experience pleasure. This endless cycle of seeking it, despite the costs and inability to find genuine meaning in the world, has to be worth it.
so you're killing yourself because you live a normal unblessed life? you're looking at that shit all wrong. they're not difficult, meaningless or unfulfilling things, you're just looking at them wrong, they're experiences, life experiences. you should savor every single one of them.
i mean look at me, i just spent 2 years in prison. now it wasn't where i wanted to be by a long shot, and it certainly wasn't the best or most awesome experience ever, but it was certainly an experience. a lot of people watch prison movies, i got to star in one. and as a result when i got out i went to a place i would never have gone to otherwise, and met an amazing girl that i never would have met if i hadn't spent that two years in prison. still i would never choose to spend two whole years in prison but i'm sure as shit glad i spent that two years in there now.
what i'm trying to say is that all the shitty parts of life have a funny habit of working out in the end and in experiencing them we learn and develop, we become better people and have something to tell the grandkids.
i mean its like most people would never want to go to war and certainly wouldn't choose to. but they'll watch war movies and revel in the idea of going to war. but in a way they're missing out on a very exciting experience. because they get too used to creature comforts and that whole 'american dream' ideal which is just fantasy land really.
i couldn't think of anything worse than to be born with a silver spoon in my mouth and live my whole life in a big safe mansion and only going to fine restaurants and being all nice and safe and never having got into the nitty gritty of real life. that's where the real shit happens. it might not always be comfortable but it certainly gets interesting and makes you a much better and interesting human being for having been through it.
never regret having a hard life.
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