Is there a reason for life?
Do you have a purpose in life? A passion? How did you find it?
I am 26 years old. Up until recently I was more or less guided in life: school, college, ... Now I've started working and, although I like what I do, I feel like I'm not "fulfilled". I got this job because it was in the same city as my girlfriend, and I thought it was the logical continuation to life: work and settle with a girl to form a family. The thing is, we broke up a couple of weeks ago and I'm starting to requestion everything. What do I want out of life? I feel like surviving is too easy. I don't make a lot of money, but it's enough for food and rent and I'm not really a very materialistic person. Sometimes I would like to have real problems just to challenge myself. I have a lot of free time and don't know what to do with it (my job is completely stress-free). I've started several projects (web apps) but I always end up abandoning them from lack of motivation and just watch tv series or documentaries (which I enjoy, but it doesn't feel very productive). I think I need someone to challenge me to be motivated, and for some reason that someone can't be me.
I need motivation in life apart from pure survival, which I have more or less covered. How can I find my purpose/passion?
Try new things until you find what you like most.
There is no purpose, just go on living one day at a time.
People who found their pssion early on, or who's passion is doing what I consider "unproductive".
My conclusion: I have to try new things. I agree with the people that say I'm stuck because I don't believe in myself. I give up many things before even trying. For example, I've always wanted to change the way our current democracy works. I think it unmotivates us because we don't feel like we're actually changing anything. When I watched the HBO documentary on Obama's Road to Change I was moved by how many people were so motivated by him. I think part of my lack of motivation came when I discovered that all my "change the world" ideas were impossible to implement because the system is in place and the momentum necessary for change is unfathomable. But as many have recommended, maybe it's just a question of concentrating on getting the ball rolling, without thinking of if it will actually work. With my web apps it's been the same. I start them hoping it will be the next YouTube/Reddit/... and then abandon it when I feel it will never "make it". What gives your life purpose? What's your reason to keep living? (or) Does anyone have good reason to keep living?
I'm looking for some reasons to keep going on.
I'm stuck in life, have to grovel to make money, can't make enough money to get to a place to try for something better. Money is running out now, might be late on rent next month.
Health going down the tubes. I might have some sort of neurological thing. I don't know yet. It could be nothing, but that matters little at this point.
My life's been hell since I was kidnapped as a kid, raped and abused, got back "home" to more abuse and so on and so on. I now hide in computers. My skin is bright white.
I'm good at code and solving complex tech problems, that's something, but I'm not so awesome that Google would want me or can invent some amazing new thing.
I am putting all of the important security information I hold for other people, on a disk for my lawyer, so if I do off myself, they will have access their data and what not.
Other than my SO, I don't see a reason to keep going. I feel like I need to find her a replacement man.
Feels bad, man.
I'll be okay, or keep going anyway. Thanks for stopping by and replying. I'll come back in an hour to reply more.
Chemically, I can't seem to feel "joy" anymore. There are these fleeting moments where I might laugh at Futurama, (thanks to the guys and gals, for making those) but other things don't bring my joy anymore. My Psychiatrist was pretty worried about that and says I have clinical depression. We are working on it. Welbutrin, an anti-depressive medicine, was garbage. He sort of tried to trick me into taking an SSRI, after I specifically told him I did not want to take one, but I think he did it out of... caring... so I have to go back in and maybe we can try another medication.
What I'm trying to say is that after years of feeling like "feels bad, man" one gets sick of it and it's not as easy as going out into the forest, or seeing the ocean to fix it as the "button" or "switch" that is flipped when you see cool stuff like that, is broken. After years of that switch being broken, you really get sick of it all.
It's like Ralph on the Simpsons when he keeps pressing the no button, "Make it stop..." (I can't find the .gif...), but you don't get the press the green/happy button very often. I need to sleep now, as I am going to try to be social tomorrow. I feel that I'm slowly becoming a nihilist. I have no friends, no family, nothing to really live for the sake of it. Don't get me wrong, I'm not sad, or depressed. I'm not trying to lay out a sob story either. But I fail to understand the point of any of this. Money? Fame? Or even virtue? Why does it matter. How is it any different. I'm not even 20 and I feel like I've lived 60. Like I've seen it all. It just feels like rewatching the same movie, but with different snacks. Bored of life, but now I'm at the park and bored of life. At least if I were sad I'd have hopes of a happy future. But I just feel numb regardless of the situation. Tragedy, happiness, they just all feel like empty platitudes. Hell, I used to have social anxiety and nowadays this feeling of meaninglessness has me talking to people perfectly fine. Like, my mind started shifting to this notion of everything being meaningless, even my anxiety. Honestly, it has helped me a lot. But in turn life just doesn't feel like anything. I don't really know what I'm asking here either, but stoicism has always helped me and I guess this is just a reflex. I mean what's the purpose of our existence, we evolved over years without any reason or purpose, we keep reproducing without any purpose, Why are we even doing the things we do to live. There isn't anything to achieve other than few pleasures of the mind and body. It won't even matter if we died everything in the universe will go on the same. It’s okay to just meander through life and find interesting things and have fulfilling experiences (whatever that may mean for you-as long as you’re not harming yourself or other people) until you die. There’s so much pressure to have a “purpose” or have a drive to better the world, but realistically, not every person on earth is going to do that. It’s okay to just exist, you don’t have to have a passion that drives your career which drives your existence. If the purpose of life is to find happiness, but happiness is just chemicals in our brain, then does that mean life has no meaning?
I am 26 years old. Up until recently I was more or less guided in life: school, college, ... Now I've started working and, although I like what I do, I feel like I'm not "fulfilled". I got this job because it was in the same city as my girlfriend, and I thought it was the logical continuation to life: work and settle with a girl to form a family. The thing is, we broke up a couple of weeks ago and I'm starting to requestion everything. What do I want out of life? I feel like surviving is too easy. I don't make a lot of money, but it's enough for food and rent and I'm not really a very materialistic person. Sometimes I would like to have real problems just to challenge myself. I have a lot of free time and don't know what to do with it (my job is completely stress-free). I've started several projects (web apps) but I always end up abandoning them from lack of motivation and just watch tv series or documentaries (which I enjoy, but it doesn't feel very productive). I think I need someone to challenge me to be motivated, and for some reason that someone can't be me.
I need motivation in life apart from pure survival, which I have more or less covered. How can I find my purpose/passion?
Try new things until you find what you like most.
There is no purpose, just go on living one day at a time.
People who found their pssion early on, or who's passion is doing what I consider "unproductive".
My conclusion: I have to try new things. I agree with the people that say I'm stuck because I don't believe in myself. I give up many things before even trying. For example, I've always wanted to change the way our current democracy works. I think it unmotivates us because we don't feel like we're actually changing anything. When I watched the HBO documentary on Obama's Road to Change I was moved by how many people were so motivated by him. I think part of my lack of motivation came when I discovered that all my "change the world" ideas were impossible to implement because the system is in place and the momentum necessary for change is unfathomable. But as many have recommended, maybe it's just a question of concentrating on getting the ball rolling, without thinking of if it will actually work. With my web apps it's been the same. I start them hoping it will be the next YouTube/Reddit/... and then abandon it when I feel it will never "make it". What gives your life purpose? What's your reason to keep living? (or) Does anyone have good reason to keep living?
I'm looking for some reasons to keep going on.
I'm stuck in life, have to grovel to make money, can't make enough money to get to a place to try for something better. Money is running out now, might be late on rent next month.
Health going down the tubes. I might have some sort of neurological thing. I don't know yet. It could be nothing, but that matters little at this point.
My life's been hell since I was kidnapped as a kid, raped and abused, got back "home" to more abuse and so on and so on. I now hide in computers. My skin is bright white.
I'm good at code and solving complex tech problems, that's something, but I'm not so awesome that Google would want me or can invent some amazing new thing.
I am putting all of the important security information I hold for other people, on a disk for my lawyer, so if I do off myself, they will have access their data and what not.
Other than my SO, I don't see a reason to keep going. I feel like I need to find her a replacement man.
Feels bad, man.
I'll be okay, or keep going anyway. Thanks for stopping by and replying. I'll come back in an hour to reply more.
Chemically, I can't seem to feel "joy" anymore. There are these fleeting moments where I might laugh at Futurama, (thanks to the guys and gals, for making those) but other things don't bring my joy anymore. My Psychiatrist was pretty worried about that and says I have clinical depression. We are working on it. Welbutrin, an anti-depressive medicine, was garbage. He sort of tried to trick me into taking an SSRI, after I specifically told him I did not want to take one, but I think he did it out of... caring... so I have to go back in and maybe we can try another medication.
What I'm trying to say is that after years of feeling like "feels bad, man" one gets sick of it and it's not as easy as going out into the forest, or seeing the ocean to fix it as the "button" or "switch" that is flipped when you see cool stuff like that, is broken. After years of that switch being broken, you really get sick of it all.
It's like Ralph on the Simpsons when he keeps pressing the no button, "Make it stop..." (I can't find the .gif...), but you don't get the press the green/happy button very often. I need to sleep now, as I am going to try to be social tomorrow. I feel that I'm slowly becoming a nihilist. I have no friends, no family, nothing to really live for the sake of it. Don't get me wrong, I'm not sad, or depressed. I'm not trying to lay out a sob story either. But I fail to understand the point of any of this. Money? Fame? Or even virtue? Why does it matter. How is it any different. I'm not even 20 and I feel like I've lived 60. Like I've seen it all. It just feels like rewatching the same movie, but with different snacks. Bored of life, but now I'm at the park and bored of life. At least if I were sad I'd have hopes of a happy future. But I just feel numb regardless of the situation. Tragedy, happiness, they just all feel like empty platitudes. Hell, I used to have social anxiety and nowadays this feeling of meaninglessness has me talking to people perfectly fine. Like, my mind started shifting to this notion of everything being meaningless, even my anxiety. Honestly, it has helped me a lot. But in turn life just doesn't feel like anything. I don't really know what I'm asking here either, but stoicism has always helped me and I guess this is just a reflex. I mean what's the purpose of our existence, we evolved over years without any reason or purpose, we keep reproducing without any purpose, Why are we even doing the things we do to live. There isn't anything to achieve other than few pleasures of the mind and body. It won't even matter if we died everything in the universe will go on the same. It’s okay to just meander through life and find interesting things and have fulfilling experiences (whatever that may mean for you-as long as you’re not harming yourself or other people) until you die. There’s so much pressure to have a “purpose” or have a drive to better the world, but realistically, not every person on earth is going to do that. It’s okay to just exist, you don’t have to have a passion that drives your career which drives your existence. If the purpose of life is to find happiness, but happiness is just chemicals in our brain, then does that mean life has no meaning?
