So Tired of living but don't want to commit suicide

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asked Oct 3, 2016 in Other- Family & Relationships by fuzz (140 points)

When I think of all the years that are lying ahead of me I just want to go to sleep and never wake up again. Sometimes I think that I would like to wake up when things are better. 

When the world is spic and span clean. Thoroughly sterilized. When you can buy yourself a perfect, shiny, new brain. 

When man has managed to build a time machine. But even then, I can't imagine being happy or content. I can't imagine that life might be worth living. Not even with a new brain. Not even if I was someone else. 

Don't get me wrong. I love this world. I'm just tired of life. I can't die. I don't want to die. I don't see the point in dying but neither can I see the point in being alive. So I'm just hanging on. Aimless, planless, clueless. Drifting from one day into the next. Thanks to the anti depressants, I've got back my moment of bliss and thrill but even they are meaningless. More meaningless than anything else, in fact. 

How do other people live? How do other people stay motivated? Are they blind to the futility of life? Do they not care about the emptiness and the meaninglessness? Or do they know something I don't? Am I the blind one? 

How am I supposed to live like this, with a brain that doesn't work and the few times it does work, it spits out rubbish like this? No anti depressant will give me a purpose or an answer. They just mask the pain and the weariness for a while, paint it over with a thick layer of cheap, disgusting thrills. That's all that I live for. Cheap, disgusting thrills. I don't know anything else. Everything else hurts. 

My head hurts. My mind is tired but there is no escape from this. I can't escape my thoughts, or whatever masquerades as thoughts. The output of that pile of crap, I call my brain.

I'm so tired but I don't want to go to sleep because if I do when I wake up it will be tomorrow. I don't want to start another day. I dread tomorrow. I dread the future, I can't deal with the past and the present doesn't exist. It's just a concept, a fleeting, transient idea that passes too quickly to grasp. Anyway, not that it matters.

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answered Oct 4, 2016 by Tansinator (1,920 points)
I can relate. There are times that I feel like I'm tired of living in this world and when I go to sleep at night I just hope that I don't wake up either.

I've had thoughts of suicide myself but never can go through with it. I'm just too much of a coward to end my own life.

Life has it's up's and downs and I'm sure things will get better for us. So just keep pushing on and take it one day at a time.

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