Like… I don’t know what’s the point. Eat heathy, and live a long life? Jesus christ, who has the energy for that?
Just eat whatever. Drink Sodas. Die. Who cares. There’s probably gonna be a global recession, or global great depression. Everyone around me is toxic. People in my country is toxic. The government is toxic. Why even live that long? Maybe my next incarnation will be better.
There is no incarnation, this is the only life you have and it’s up to you to make is as good as you can. Externalizing and blaming others for everything does not get you far.
There is no afterlife, no nirvana, no reincarnation, you just sense to exist. Until then make an impression on the universe.
Even better. Stop stuffering.
Without suffering, there is no enjoyment. What do you enjoy? What are you grateful for? “Nothing” is a cynical and avoidant answer here, because every person has legitimate answers to these two questions. What are yours?
And yet even with suffering, there is also no enjoyment. Welcome to treatment resistant persistent depressive disorder!
Can’t wait for Medicaid to get axed so I can go live in a concentration camp.