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How do y'all manage to not be in an existential crisis all the time? I feel like I'm in a warzone even though it's peacetime in my country. [Trigger Warning for depression, existential stuff, etc.] (reddthat.com)

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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.

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[–] NightAuthor 1 points 1 year ago

Learning about consciousness and the likely deterministic state of reality really fucked with me for a bit. But with some antidepressants and some time, I’ve come around to thinking of all of that in a more abstract artsy way. Like, isn’t it neat that I was always going to type these words in this way at this time. The thoughts in my head feel real, the feeling of that feeling feels real… and it’s all probably just an emergent phenomenon of a self-management mechanism in our brain. Huh, that’s neat. Let’s see what happens next.

Then I kinda just go about my day, forgetting about how nothing matters. It doesn’t matter if it doesn’t matter, because it never has and never will. Shit just IS. Que sera, sera.