So, I've been struggling with depression for a while now; and recently another thing has begun to plague my already sick mind. That thing: is the point of life. If our death is inevitable, and the world itself is becoming more dangerous, inhabitable and our governments are becoming more corrupt; all of these which of course drastically affect our quality of life, why keep living? Now this isn't a sympathy post; far from it. I'm just interested in seeing everyone's view on life itself, be it a reason fueled by one's religious faith, personal desires or utter fear of the prospect of death itself. I want to know. Maybe it'll help me with my condition.
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I'm here, therefore I live. And when the time comes, the time comes. But until that time comes, i'll make the best out of the time i'm given. More sense in that than wasting it away being concerned about a fate I can't escape.