I know how he feels, some days. It’s an extremely easy trap to fall into, and it’s damned hard to get yourself back out of it. There really isn’t much to be hopeful for right now. Most of the fucking morons are happy to let the world burn and take the rest of us with them. There’s countless genocides. Barely any nature remaining. No prospects for the future, social events are still on life support because of covid, the list goes on.
It’s really hard to find something, anything, that you can grab onto and pull yourself out of the bleak pit of nihilism. I find myself cheering for the natural disasters more and more, and I hate myself for that. But its hard not to hope that there is some natural balance to things that will start to assert itself. Maybe the world really can recover from this, if all the damn humans would just die off.
I’m lucky. My work lets me find some personal fulfillment in that I really am making a positive difference, and I have the data that demonstrates that. But its a small impact, and there’s not many of me out there. And as burnt out as I am trying to fix what little I can… its hard some days. Really really hard. And before you dismiss that painfully cringe edgelord, spare a thought that there’s no help to be had out there, for them or for me. We’re both on our own. But, fuck em for being an edgy little shit. Doesnt really help anyone, least of all themselves.
Ahh, black pilled. Don’t feel hopeful, eh?
Dude has lost it and just want to watch the world burn. Sad, really. Hopefully he manages to get some much needed mental health help.
I know how he feels, some days. It’s an extremely easy trap to fall into, and it’s damned hard to get yourself back out of it. There really isn’t much to be hopeful for right now. Most of the fucking morons are happy to let the world burn and take the rest of us with them. There’s countless genocides. Barely any nature remaining. No prospects for the future, social events are still on life support because of covid, the list goes on.
It’s really hard to find something, anything, that you can grab onto and pull yourself out of the bleak pit of nihilism. I find myself cheering for the natural disasters more and more, and I hate myself for that. But its hard not to hope that there is some natural balance to things that will start to assert itself. Maybe the world really can recover from this, if all the damn humans would just die off.
I’m lucky. My work lets me find some personal fulfillment in that I really am making a positive difference, and I have the data that demonstrates that. But its a small impact, and there’s not many of me out there. And as burnt out as I am trying to fix what little I can… its hard some days. Really really hard. And before you dismiss that painfully cringe edgelord, spare a thought that there’s no help to be had out there, for them or for me. We’re both on our own. But, fuck em for being an edgy little shit. Doesnt really help anyone, least of all themselves.
Solar Eclipse. Do that (it’s what I’m holding on to).