I know this is more fitted for the mental health community on lemmy.world, but that community feels like shouting in the void. I want to have a more “normal” talk about like life, death, purpose, and stuff. How do y’all not just get consumed by how you will be gone one day, how one day no one in the world will even remember you. Most of us aren’t even gonna have a wikipedia page, not even gonna make it into one single news article (obituaries don’t count). I’m just so sad. What’s the point. What keeps you going?
Edit: I live in the USA btw, I’m around age 18-25. I was diagnosed with depression last year and I took some antidepressants for some time, but I’ve since stopped taking them for a while.
I’ve made it into a newspaper article (nth page, but hey), I’ve got some websites in the Wayback Machine, even a Geocities page, my GitHub archived in the Arctic vault, even got an article published… so after doing all that, I live my days normally: everyday I wake up in pain and thinking about ending it all, take my benzos and other meds, go through the motions, until it’s sleepy time when I look at the benzos and painkillers, take my time to think about whether I have any reason to wake up the next day… and take the easiest path, which is taking my nightly dose and sleeping until the next morning.
What’s the point? I may win enough on the lotto to stop worrying, several people per million do it every day.
What keeps me going? Believe it or not, laziness.