Why do you hate your life?

[everfreeDragon]

Why should I hate my life?
If not hating my own life is an invalid response I'd like to understand the reasoning behind it.


Edit: fixed a word.

 

[Levethian]

I hate my life a little bit. There are too many expectations on me to be someone I'm not.

The 'forbidden love' stage of life will pass. I think I was in that stage for 6-7 years, but relationship status is all good now.

(I don't hate my life is not a valid response)

...why not?

Presumably he's inviting people to talk about hating some aspect of their life.
Exuding enthusiasm for life in this thread is simply off-topic.

When I think about the millions of people around the world who have none of those things, then I see that I have no reason to hate my life at all.

Not everyone is as broad-minded as you. Most people measure their quality of life by their own standards (constructed from the lives of those around them), not by the standards of starving African children on the brink of death.

 

[Susan Arendt]

If it makes you feel any better, OP, just about everyone you speak with has gone through something similar to what you're going through right now. Seriously. You're not at all alone. Also, most people, if they're being honest with themselves, are attracted to someone of their gender at least once in their lives. It's not a big whoop, so don't let it mess with your head too much.

And I don't hate my life at all. Used to, a few years ago, but then I took ownership of the fact that my happiness was not other people's responsibility - it's up to me. Things got rather better once I stopped looking to other people for a reason to get up in the morning. People can add to your happiness, but they can't be your sole source of it.

 

[Levethian]

Thread title: "Why do you hate your life?"

12-ish responses; "But... I don't!"

>Then this thread probably isn't aimed at you. Do some users have to post in every thread?

Imagine a thread title: "Why do you live in Canada?"

Innumerable responses; "But... I don't!"

Great. Then why post?


Oooh that was potentially my rantiest post yet...

 

[Lionsfan]

I don't hate my life in general.But sometimes I feel upset from it due to liars
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And to answer you're question OP, I don't necessarily hate my life, but it's not fun[footnote]And yes I know other people have it worse blah blah blah, obviously this is a 1st World Problems type of thing[/footnote]. I hate that I have to work 4-5 jobs to stay afloat, while all my old high school classmates are riding on their parents money coat-tails to attend school. And yeah some of them are definitely working hard, but they're getting all these new experiences[footnote]For instance this one girl I know is going to be working in Chicago next summer because her dad knew a guy in an ad company[/footnote] due to the fact that they have parental connections. And I can never get enough sleep, but that's about it; not too bad but not peaches and gravy

 

[Palademon]

Well I don't hate my life.
My life's just really uneventful, so I hate that.

 

[Fappy]

I didn't know I hated my life. I guess you learn something news everyday.

 

[manic_depressive13]

You know what? I'm genuinely surprised by how many Escapists we have that are pretty damn happy. Especially on a big ass emo-bait thread like this!

Ha! More like genuinely surprised at how many Escapists are trolls. This guy is clearly looking for some empathy, consolation, and perhaps some advice. He specifically asks people not to bother posting if all they're going to do is rub their happiness in his face, and what do you get? The majority of posters saying "HURR BUT I LOVE MY LIFE I'M SO HAPPY I COULD VOMIT RAINBOWS." It's quite amusing really, in a depressing sort of way.

 

[OmniscientOstrich]

Eh, I'm just going to copy and paste something I wrote on a similar-ish thread that sort of sums it up:

I hate being alone, I hate social interaction, I hate most other people I encounter, I hate myself, I hate my damn near perennial state of malaise, I hate my indolence, I hate my paralysing fear of opening up to others, I hate my paranoia, I hate knowing that my problems pail in comparison to what millions of others have to suffer through and still being too pathetic and weak to see the bright side of my own and stop complaining about them, I hate how fragile I am, I hate the ever increasing feeling that no-one will ever really know or understand me, I hate being aware that this is my fault, I hate to think of my future and how bleak it appears to be, I hate that my cowardice is the only thing that keeps me alive, I hate the inexorable sense of superiority anyone who bothers reading through this self deprecating tripe will probably feel, I hate knowing that some of them will actually be right, I hate being such a worthless hateful wretch of a person, I hate how much time I wasted writing this shit, I hate the lack of catharsis it's given me. I hate a lot of things...and I hate that this is the case.

Basically, my life is like me bland, lonely, pathetic etc. Fuck it, at least it's Christmas, that'll briefly keep me happy and I always love hearing this song, this time of year:


Merry Christmas, my fellow miserable bastards of the Escapist, (yep, I'm aware I'm going wildly off topic, but fuck it it's Christmas).

 

[TheRightToArmBears]

Well, I am a walking cliché. I got dumped, I don't actually like my friends and I'm failing academically. Fucking great!

Oh, and I've started going bald. Brilliant!

 

[Fappy]

People can add to your happiness, but they can't be your sole source of it.

No, that of course is the sole responsibility of an entirely different species:

 

[Faladorian]

Happiness is a defense mechanism used by naive people to convince themselves that the world isn't the burning shitball that it truly is.

There is no happiness, only ignorance. Saying you're happy makes you ignorant, knowing about the world and being content with it makes you a sociopath. Realizing the world is a piece of shit full of billions of walking pieces of shit and making the best of it... that's realism. The only respectable option of the three.

OT: There are hardly any things that I hate anymore. If something isn't that bad, then there's no reason to hate it. If something about life is shitty, I'm not surprised in the slightest, and it hardly affects me. It's useful to not have a fragile mind.

 

[Vault101]

Happiness is a defense mechanism used by naive people to convince themselves that the world isn't the burning shitball that it truly is.

There is no happiness, only ignorance. Saying you're happy makes you ignorant, knowing about the world and being content with it makes you a sociopath. Realizing the world is a piece of shit full of billions of walking pieces of shit and making the best of it... that's realism. The only respectable option of the three.

OT: There are hardly any things that I hate anymore. If something isn't that bad, then there's no reason to hate it. If something about life is shitty, I'm not surprised in the slightest, and it hardly affects me. It's useful to not have a fragile mind.

awwww...feeling a little emo today are we?

anyway I dont hate my life, I cant when I compare it to what others have..I am privaliged in alot of ways,


I worry that bad things might happen, or what Ill do in the future but right now I have it really good

 

[Wesley Withersnap]

Chin up, chaps.

x

 

[JemothSkarii]

because i am 19, and when it comes to talking to women, i become a bloody stuttering wreck (it's usually the women i don't know). also, since i have never had any experience with women, and having a female friend that i am interested in, i have no idea of how to approach the whole situation of telling her how i feel

Basically this, but I broke up with my girlfriend of 3 years, still crushed over it (our anniversary is Christmas, so...fuck Christmas) and I'm interested in a female friend, who happens to be my friend's sister who hates guys. Top that with 12 months of unsuccessful job searching and job rejections, friends annoying the crap out of me, and increasing anxiety/paranoia issues, I'm fantastic ladies and gentlemen...
I could go for a drink, preferably bourbon.

 

[Gmans uncle]

I've hated my life a hell of a lot less since I came out of the closet (I'm a Bisexual male as well just so ya' know) buuuuuut I can see room for improvements...
There's a guy who I have a massive crush on who I was literally going to ask out this week... then I found out he had a boyfriend. So I've decided to remain close friends with both him and his BF 'cause high school relationships don't last forever, (I'm a senior, they're both juniors but we're all the same age, long story) but it's becoming harder and harder to disguise my feelings, and from the looks of things I don't see them breaking up any time soon...
I live in a country that thinks it's okay to pass shit like NDAA and consider shit like SOPA, and I've lost ALL my national pride.
I have no plans for collage, I have the idea of attending a local community collage for 2 years but after that I don't have a clue
I live in Utah... yeah...
It's the first point in my life where I literally have no clue where I'll be in a year.

But other than that things have been steadily improving for me, so... no I don't hate my life.

 

[ChildishLegacy]

The fact that my mother has terminal cancer.
It's enough to just incapacitate you sometimes, but everything else I should still be thankful for and be happy about, some people have absolutely nothing, but no matter how many times I say this I still catch myself wishing I wasn't in my shoes right now.

 

[DannyJBeckett]

God, you've opened a can o' worms with this thread!

Where do I start? Well for one there's the fact I seem to be the personification of Forever Alone. Whenever I'm interested in a girl, it's the old 'oh, it's not you, it's me', or 'I just like you as a friend', or 'I'm already in a relationship (even though it turned out he was a prick)', or even an 'it's you, it's just you'. Hell I even had a girl out-and-out cut off all contact with me when she got a boyfriend, even though I hadn't said a word to indicate I was interested in her. Oh yeah, and there's my best friend, who I love with all my heart and I'm damn-sure she's my soul-mate, but I know nothing will ever happen because she's asexual (i.e.: she doesn't engage in any form of relationship).
Then there's more general sticking-points, such as the fact I'm gonna be paying off college fees well after I've retired, due to a complete absence of job prospects beyond flipping burgers at McDonalds. Or the fact that a second Great-Depression is almost certainly right around the corner because those arseholes in the Eurozone are too fucking stupid to realise their currency was doomed to fail. Then there's the encroaching threat of the SOPA fascism. Then there's the constant fear of World War III (I'm kind of paranoid like that).

Add to those the fact I'm stuck at college with a sexist, racist, nihilistic, egotistical, narrow-minded, quick-to-anger little bastard who I only put up with for the sake of maintaining a professional and civil social life. Then there's the fact my sister literally hates my very existence and cannot wait for me to move out so she can turn my room into a little personal-lounge. And the fact I feel like the messenger between my separated parents with my father's side of the family actively trying to poison me away from my mother while simultaneously treating me like a 6 year old (I'm 21). And there's also the fact that my grandmother on my mother's side has a rare form of Alzheimer's, and it's absolutely crushing to see her completely unable to string a sentence together, and to think that she's overcome breast cancer and the death of her husband (when I was very young), only to be robbed of herself to this.

Is that reason enough?

 

[Da Orky Man]

Happiness is a defense mechanism used by naive people to convince themselves that the world isn't the burning shitball that it truly is.

There is no happiness, only ignorance. Saying you're happy makes you ignorant, knowing about the world and being content with it makes you a sociopath. Realizing the world is a piece of shit full of billions of walking pieces of shit and making the best of it... that's realism. The only respectable option of the three.

OT: There are hardly any things that I hate anymore. If something isn't that bad, then there's no reason to hate it. If something about life is shitty, I'm not surprised in the slightest, and it hardly affects me. It's useful to not have a fragile mind.

Remember that the world is likely the best place it ever has been. Average murder rates are dozens of times lower than, say, 500 years ago. Life expectancy is at an all-time high. We can cure near-any disease. We have so much data regarding how the universe works, we actually have a backlog of it.
Everything is relative, and we are doing awesomely relative to everything. If the world is made of shit, then it's that monkey shit that people use as coffee and sell at ridiculous prices. You can tell me we aren't doing well when reptiles have a space station.

 

[Spawny0908]

I don't hate my life. I have a family who loves and cares for me, a roof over my head, and other than my kidneys, weight, and legs I'm in alright health. My life is uncomfortable because of my lyphedemia brought on by my kidneys. My lympedemia is stage 3 (and there are only 3 stages so it's bad). My legs are so big it's hard to lift them up into a car and I don't walk anymore I waddle. Some days it's hard for me to even get up in the morning. I have a bunch of pills to take daily, massages to do, lots of doctors to see, and physical therapy 3 times a week to keep my massive swelling in check. But even through all these hardships it could be worse. Even though my kidneys aren't functioning properly they're still working right and don't need a transplant or dialysis. So all in all it could be worse but sometimes it can be hard to look on the bright side sometimes.