RE: Let's Start Over, I'm Blackrook and I'm Here to Get Some Answers to Important Questions
September 27, 2012 at 12:46 am
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Let's Start Over, I'm Blackrook and I'm Here to Get Some Answers to Important Questions
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RE: Let's Start Over, I'm Blackrook and I'm Here to Get Some Answers to Important Questions
September 30, 2012 at 2:11 am
(September 26, 2012 at 4:27 pm)Blackrook Wrote: My life has basically been one shitty experience after another, ad infinitum.Have you talked to a doctor? Many find relief with antidepressants. But first, how are you sleeping? Proper diet, exercise, and sleep can cure problem without drugs. One of the problems some Christians have is they expect supernatural solutions to their problems. They expect prayer to help. Waiting for death and a life hereafter is inherently depressing because it is based on future thinking and on false belief. Personally, I've found the world and the wonder of nature more exciting and wondrous when I replaced 'god made it' with accepting the wonder of it all as a natural phenomenon. Unless you are under 30 years of age [and probably much older] you are simply too young to consider suicide. If you are older, prob'ly much older, and you are getting proper diet, exercise and sleep and have consulted a physician and still think life is not worth living, then maybe you are right. Maybe you have nothing to offer anyone including yourself. If that is the case and you have really thought it out, then go ahead, kill yourself. You won't be missed. You're of no use to anyone. Why not end it? Just because others who have painful diseases, and great struggles and have gutted it out and made use of their lives, helping others instead of wallowing in self pity does not mean you can. Since there is no such thing as the soul, you will simply cease to exist. No problem. No pain. No hell. Either find a way to be of some use to someone, to help others, or go ahead. you will be miserable. If that is the case, good-bye. RE: Let's Start Over, I'm Blackrook and I'm Here to Get Some Answers to Important Questions
October 1, 2012 at 12:43 pm
(September 26, 2012 at 4:27 pm)Blackrook Wrote: My life has basically been one shitty experience after another, ad infinitum. I know what you mean. I left the RCC after over 50 years and not long ago. I read so much early history of religions and ancient Gods , Josephus and Roman history, I came to the conclusion , also after much Bible study, that things didn't make sense anymore. Like you, it has been so hard, first to deprogram myself out of RC, and then to find out how the Bible is a not historical, it has left me drained. I still feel there is a God, supreme being, I'm not sure how he inteacts in our lives tho. There are way too many coincidences for there not to be. No do not do anything rash, I agree with the other posters, get some help, antidepressants perhaps. We are, or most of us are spiritual beings, and I believe in life after death, so don't dispair, and don't kill youself. Get a dog, they are good at cheering one up. RE: Let's Start Over, I'm Blackrook and I'm Here to Get Some Answers to Important Questions
October 1, 2012 at 1:13 pm
(October 1, 2012 at 12:43 pm)Luvtosew Wrote: Get a dog, they are good at cheering one up. Best advice in this thread.
Save a life. Adopt a greyhound.
RE: Let's Start Over, I'm Blackrook and I'm Here to Get Some Answers to Important Questions
October 1, 2012 at 1:22 pm
(October 1, 2012 at 1:13 pm)popeyespappy Wrote:(October 1, 2012 at 12:43 pm)Luvtosew Wrote: Get a dog, they are good at cheering one up. Dogs aren't allowed in my building. RE: Let's Start Over, I'm Blackrook and I'm Here to Get Some Answers to Important Questions
October 1, 2012 at 1:26 pm
Move.
RE: Let's Start Over, I'm Blackrook and I'm Here to Get Some Answers to Important Questions
October 3, 2012 at 8:48 am
(September 26, 2012 at 3:04 pm)Blackrook Wrote: Anyway, let's start over. See. Next time? Next time, start like this. Humility and civility are things I can get behind. I can respond to civility and humility. I can't respond to arrogance and generalization. Not civilly, anyway. So. Allow me to tell you a quick story. It's the story of a guy named LG Mills. LG Mills was born into this world January 27th, 1988, at 9:45pm. At 10:30pm, one Diana Mills died, 45 minutes after giving birth to LG, leaving behind her newborn son, his two older brothers, and her husband on this mortal plane. Three years later, Gregory Mills I boards a military plane and deploys to Iraq to fight in the first Gulf War. Gregory Mills I, the father of the three sons, dies due to friendly fire, leaving his three children wards of the state. The children are left in the care of one Rose Mills, their grandmother. She takes the death benefits money left in their name, meant solely for them, approximately $150k worth, and jets to Las Vegas, leaving her grandchildren in the streets of DC in the dead of winter. Well, mid-March but this year was one of the worst for winters in Virginia/D.C. Eventually they are taken in by social services, and divided up into foster homes. They do not see each other for another eight years. The foster society at this time is even less regulated than it is now. Foster families and adoptive families that take in these three brothers turn out to be people just doing it for the monthly stipend checks which they spend on themselves. There are a few good foster families for each, but for the most, the people participating are gaming the system for their own gain, and some are downright malevolent individuals. LG Mills is now 24. He suffers from relapsing schizophrenia, bipolar 2 disorder, depression, schizoid personality, and recurring psychoses, not to mention acute insomnia, PTSD, and extremely intense night terrors. He is me. My life is a pile of shit. But I don't need a false promise to get me through my day. I live by a different creed. "Hurt me with the truth, don't comfort me with a lie." Pain is visceral. It is real. It is something that reminds me I am human. It reminds me I am alive. Because I can feel it in so many forms. I hate the feeling. But simply feeling is all I need. I live for experience. I live for the sake of existing, of being aware, of seeing this massive fucking universe [or at least as much as my limited eyes will allow me to see when I'm outside at night, anyway]. I can be dragged through the gutter more. 24 years later I'm still getting dragged through it yet I have no god, no false promises, and I can say I have had it at LEAST as bad as you have, maybe even worse [case in point you have a wife and therefore have likely gotten laid more in the last year than I have if you've gotten laid more than once]. What is the difference between us? It's simple. You convince yourself, you LIE to yourself that without this little tether to what you think is sanity you will fall into full depression but the funny thing is you WILL find another reason to live if you seek it out. You sought, clearly, but you found the easiest, most contrived of answers. Look deeper. Look for something more grounded in reality. After all if your life is shit and you say you can look forwards to utter bliss and happiness in the next life...why not just kill yourself? Or, failing that, have someone else kill you? Or join the military and volunteer for front line combat and be the most gung-ho Rambo badass ever and end up full of holes? Because you AREN'T sure of this. You THINK you are certain but you aren't. Subconsciously you are aware of the very real possibility that there is nothing afterwards. All the questions without answers or with answers far too convenient to be believable, it's all stacked up but your faith blinds you to it because you tell yourself that to let this all in is dangerous. Trust me. It isn't. I mean it when I say trust me. I've lived the same experience. RE: Let's Start Over, I'm Blackrook and I'm Here to Get Some Answers to Important Questions
October 3, 2012 at 3:22 pm
Creed of Heresy Wrote:Pain is visceral. It is real. It is something that reminds me I am human. It reminds me I am alive. This is something I struggled with when I started to truly get control over my depression. I hadn't realized how much of my self-identity was rooted in my illnesss, and I hadn't realized that despite all of the pain it caused, my depression made my life an intense, roller-coaster ride that was constantly reminding me of how thrilling life can be. Now I have settled into a very stable life in which that feeling of living on the edge is noticeably absent. I'm not saying that's a bad thing, as I prefer my life the way it is now. It was, however, quite a difficult transtion to go through, and something not really able to be understood without first-hand experience. When I think about these things I am reminded of some lyrics to some great songs... "I miss the comfort in being sad." - Kurt Cobain "I hurt myself today, to see if I still feel." - Trent Reznor I hope you do find balance and true happiness Creed. My point, however, was that I can completely relate to your point about pain.
Even if the open windows of science at first make us shiver after the cozy indoor warmth of traditional humanizing myths, in the end the fresh air brings vigor, and the great spaces have a splendor of their own - Bertrand Russell
RE: Let's Start Over, I'm Blackrook and I'm Here to Get Some Answers to Important Questions
October 3, 2012 at 4:41 pm
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