In your lowest moments what keeps you going? - What keeps you from biting the bullet?

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Honestly, I kind of end up reflecting on what I've already accomplished. Nothing huge but small things, like having my own apartment, having paid off my car loan and knowing I could do it again. Plus I have other hobbies, like my guitar, a bit of video editing, a bit of sword fighting, I like seeing myself getting better.

Guess at the end of it all, I know it gets better if you actually put some work in. It's a good feeling.
 
Unironically, I don't really get the question. People who have any sort of strong feelings post puberty are fucking weird. You do things because you do things, there's no emotion involved lol.
Have you considered that you’re the outlier in that? It is in fact you who are “fucking weird” as you put it for not having emotions. Seems like a serious psychological issue that might be worth looking into.
 
Have you considered that you’re the outlier in that? It is in fact you who are “fucking weird” as you put it for not having emotions. Seems like a serious psychological issue that might be worth looking into.
Nah, psychology isn't a real science. Hasn't bothered me before, so it's hardly a problem.
 
I am of the opinion that depression does not cause suicide. Tons of people are depressed. I think suicidal ideation is a reaction to trauma.

So it's not "what keeps you going?" That's the default. Something has to happen to push you over the edge.
 
in my darkest state? pure spite. ppl wanted me to want to die (im being hyperbolic) so i was like "wow these cringe ppl want me to kms ill stay alive and positive to piss them off" and like. it worked? ofc gaslighting myself into being happy despite traumatic shet happening to me on the daily fucked me up to a degree. but hey at least im still here and see the value in my life <3
 
The knowledge that my very existence as a male that has not chopped off his dick and wandered further left politically than Stalin makes a cohort of the population seethe and mald.
 
Hate.
I won't let the bastards I hate outlive me.
 
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