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It's an age old question: What's the point of life? Something that I wrack my brain trying to figure out all of the time. I've accepted that biologically, I'm a failure, as I'm never going to produce offspring. That leads to then assume that one can succeed in life differently on an actual purposeful scale outside of that.Â
So that could mean impacting lives in some other way. I've wanted to be a history teacher since I was a kid. I always keep that in the back of my mind. I truly believe it would be meaningful. And fulfilling for me as a human. That might be selfish, but it's part of what I think.
It's just so hard to not end it. Even now, I just imagine throwing myself from my balcony. But knowing my own luck, it wouldn't kill me anyway. Idk just feeling particularly pointless and alone right now
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When you judge your life you face the fundamental question - are your goals materialistic or worldly or are they are spiritual. We enslave ourselves when we make goals. We feel depressed if we have not achieved them. We make alternative goals and feel more depressed with yet another failure. This can go endlessly. God did not create us to have babies or be something professionally. We choose this ourselves then why blame God? Why think of suicide if we feel we got a bad deal. Suicide is not an answer. The answer lies in rethinking about more spiritual goals and thinking ahead.Â
With the world population increasing at an alarming rate it can no longer be the case that procreation
is the only real purpose of human life, to help children to grow into happy adults and all aspects of medicine and caring for other humans or other living things is now an even more valid purpose in living...
go and be a history teacher and a fine example to to those you teach.
There is no point to life other than what point you choose to give it. Purpose comes from within, not externally imposed. There is no god and thus no divine purpose to existence except what the individual chooses to give it. We make our own heaven or hell. See:Â Jean Paul Sartre, Existentialism, Being and Nothingness.
Sorry to hear the despair is ongoing... I am crying and "I know my purpose."
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I know those feelings you seem to have quite well myself. I don't think you're a failure. None at the least. The journey is important and sharing is helpful to others. I have spent my life trying to find a way to be helpful to humanity. This is a true good purpose, and each chance you can, try gain, change methods, try again. This is what I've had to do. And in my life, I know I've saved many much pain and even their death. I did this for a few so far - even strangers. But, I've not been able to have a child yet...
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I was killed actually more than once in my life, and recently I was hit by a truck from behind. (I don't remember any of this "accident." It was explained to me.) I was dead for a few minutes. But, luckily the witness came running to my body and applied his/her shirt to my smashed skull and try to help slow the bleeding. It delayed my finale until the EMS got the ambulance and picked my body off the ground on this winter day.
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Donation, this simple act, can be a way to keep life going. You can try this too. I hope it helps you feel more fulfilled. But, I'm thinking you may have already done this. It's not as fulfilling as having a child would be, but it's a start. I suggest adoption as an option.
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I was given donated blood. My licence had and still has "donor" on it. But, my spouse didn't give up on me. Doctor's told my family I wasn't going to live past that night. Two years later, I'm still here. But, I still feel the despair, as before this, I was in plans to have my first child. Still I have no way to have one. Course cases are in my way. Know this, I've not giving up. I want to have one, genetic or not, I will. It may take me another 10 years, but I will. Perhaps you can too?
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After this experience with several months in the hospitals, having to have nurses inject drugs, take tests, wash me, watch me, and liquidly feed me. I had to FIGHT and work to retrain how to remember anyone, how to urinate, to talk, move my body's right side, even just to open my mouth... I am still fighting, getting 2 step forward and one step back...Â
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This may be hard to understand or take help from... Stop reading here if you may be offended or if your dispare is increasing - look for more help. But, I have the knowledge now about the universe itself, that others have no clue about. I don't believe in God the way others do. But, I know the creator exisits. We all have a purpose already. It's to fight for all second, despite the pain, just for another moment. The univers is expanding as we and others create more life. Each and all of us, in my opinion, whether good or evil, should know the secrets I now know...
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Never, end things early. There is no bennefit to it. Death, it will just have us have to start from the begining, losing what you could gain in the remain time. This is a time to be part of conciousness and connected to a physical body which we now use to hold information. I came back to be back with my spouce, soon to be husband. I could have let go of life, and then evolved to the next level, but still in another place within this universe. I know that all of us will join into one connection to a main conciousness. This will happen at the end in billions of years. You will know what I know, and I will know all that others know. The end will begin our time to meet the creator of this universe as a new one. Death is no way to speed this up.
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I hope for you the most amount of happiness and the ability to find a fulfilling purpose. Then look again, if it's not quite enough.
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Love is what I always try to give everyone. *Hugs* *Love* Now sent to you.
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