I'm bored with life.
I don't know what I want.
As far as I know, I don't want anything. I used to admire that idea when I first heard of it in buddhist philosophy, y'know, separating from desire.
Now I feel like I'm playing a third-person game, watching somebody on auto-pilot, go to work, eat, sleep, and repeat. I want to "first person", but there's so little reason to do so.
I work out to feel like I'm doing something substantial with my time. It helps.
I go to malls and realize that I don't want anything that's being sold. I look at peoples actions and behavior and realize that I have nothing I want to learn from them. I give my money to family. They appreciate me. It helps.
I've forgotten the language of desire and selfish drive. I have no self-serving ambitions. I just want to get rich, give it all away, and die. Being military, I'm referred to the Chaplain for psychiatric issues. I've spoken to them before. They have nothing I want to learn. No immediate truths. Pre-manufactured, hollow solutions I've correctly predicted and dismissed as irrelevant to me. It doesn't help that Christianity was a traumatizing part of my childhood.
Taking caffeine pills helps my mood and sense of motivation considerably, but it's a bandaid, not a cure. However, I certainly have a large supply of "bandaids" to go through while looking for said cure.
I feel like I should be wanting a new girlfriend, and expect that to be your answer. I do not. My subconscious is wired to avoid relationships as they've done so poorly in the past, mostly due to emotional fragility and instability on the female's part. My inner Devil's Advocate tells me that I must continue digging through coal till I find the diamond, but my metaphorical arms are exhausted.
Maybe I should get a dog.
I am aware that I may simply be chemically depressed, and suicide is not yet something I'd consider.
How do you feel about your life? Your ambitions?
I don't know what I want.
As far as I know, I don't want anything. I used to admire that idea when I first heard of it in buddhist philosophy, y'know, separating from desire.
Now I feel like I'm playing a third-person game, watching somebody on auto-pilot, go to work, eat, sleep, and repeat. I want to "first person", but there's so little reason to do so.
I work out to feel like I'm doing something substantial with my time. It helps.
I go to malls and realize that I don't want anything that's being sold. I look at peoples actions and behavior and realize that I have nothing I want to learn from them. I give my money to family. They appreciate me. It helps.
I've forgotten the language of desire and selfish drive. I have no self-serving ambitions. I just want to get rich, give it all away, and die. Being military, I'm referred to the Chaplain for psychiatric issues. I've spoken to them before. They have nothing I want to learn. No immediate truths. Pre-manufactured, hollow solutions I've correctly predicted and dismissed as irrelevant to me. It doesn't help that Christianity was a traumatizing part of my childhood.
Taking caffeine pills helps my mood and sense of motivation considerably, but it's a bandaid, not a cure. However, I certainly have a large supply of "bandaids" to go through while looking for said cure.
I feel like I should be wanting a new girlfriend, and expect that to be your answer. I do not. My subconscious is wired to avoid relationships as they've done so poorly in the past, mostly due to emotional fragility and instability on the female's part. My inner Devil's Advocate tells me that I must continue digging through coal till I find the diamond, but my metaphorical arms are exhausted.
Maybe I should get a dog.
I am aware that I may simply be chemically depressed, and suicide is not yet something I'd consider.
How do you feel about your life? Your ambitions?