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no purpose

Posted by MelDonB at February 23, 2012
Tags: Attitude  2012 February  Meaninglessness

Every night I cry myself to sleep at night dreading the morning. Every morning I wake unhappy and empty dreading the day.I feel nauseated and throw up every morning knowing I have to put on a fake fucking smile on my face and go to work pretending everything's hunkey dorey. Every time I drive on a bridge, I picture myself jerking the steering wheel to the right, swerving off into the inviting water below...then, pictures of my kids flash through my mind, and...I can't do it. I can't imagine my actions causing them to feel the way I feel now. Kids, you gotta love 'em, they are the only thing that keep me grounded instead of in the ground. From the moment we are born we are slowly dying, I feel why do it slowly...go for the gold (or should I say go for ground)and just get it the fuck over with. Dying is living, just in another form, in another plain and away from this awful place we call our world. It does not make us weak, it does not make us strong. It simply means we have no point to be here, we have no desire to lead this unwated life full of unanswered questions, doctorines up and down with no real answers, doubting what followers call the truth without any facts to back it up.


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By anonymous at 29,Feb,12 20:05

With that attitude I wonder why you brought kids into the world. It must be selfishness or irresponsibility. Why do you think so much about death when you don't even know whether or not you're going to a worse place than you are now? Yes it's possible. Death is a transition, like birth. When you're a baby your mom bears the pain of your transition, but after you grow up you have to bear the pain of your own transition. Cheer the hell up.

By bob at 01,Mar,12 06:37

If you gotta love kids, then love em. Take em out camping or to the zoo or whatever. Forget about the shit and hold tight to what you love while you can.

By anonymous at 01,Mar,12 10:56

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