It shocks me that far, far, far more people don't feel as you do. I mean, in the privacy of their own heads as they lie there in their beds, the house quiet and dark, thinking over their lives, people really find "hope"? In what? They have to know they're dying, and that soon it will be as if they hadn't even existed. And let's not talk about the living hell we humans inflict on each other and on just about all other living beings on this planet.
So what is there to hope in objectively? A few temporary pleasures? Getting through the next few decades without a world war or economic perils or environmental collapse? And if we do, then what? In a culture that hates people over 30, if we survive we'll be ostracized for having had the temerity to live beyond the age of peak sexual attractiveness. And "god" help you if you live to 40 or 50. Most people will either wholly disregard you (unless you have a lot of money to give them) or will even openly wish you'd just hurry-up-and-die.
And the consolation of family is a thing of the past. People marry and get divorced almost like choosing a restaurant to eat out at. Parents grow old and slip slowly into senescence, off the radar of kids far, far away, lucky just to find a relatively physically pain-free death.
Not to sound morbid or dark, but objectively speaking, what the hell is there to have "hope" in?
I feel that I have no hope left
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It shocks me that far, far, far more people don't feel as you do. I mean, in the privacy of their own heads as they lie there in their beds, the house quiet and dark, thinking over their lives, people really find "hope"? In what? They have to know they're dying, and that soon it will be as if they hadn't even existed. And let's not talk about the living hell we humans inflict on each other and on just about all other living beings on this planet.
So what is there to hope in objectively? A few temporary pleasures? Getting through the next few decades without a world war or economic perils or environmental collapse? And if we do, then what? In a culture that hates people over 30, if we survive we'll be ostracized for having had the temerity to live beyond the age of peak sexual attractiveness. And "god" help you if you live to 40 or 50. Most people will either wholly disregard you (unless you have a lot of money to give them) or will even openly wish you'd just hurry-up-and-die.
And the consolation of family is a thing of the past. People marry and get divorced almost like choosing a restaurant to eat out at. Parents grow old and slip slowly into senescence, off the radar of kids far, far away, lucky just to find a relatively physically pain-free death.
Not to sound morbid or dark, but objectively speaking, what the hell is there to have "hope" in?