(November 1, 2014 at 2:40 am)Pickup_shonuff Wrote:(November 1, 2014 at 2:16 am)Cthulhu Dreaming Wrote: Because the abyss beckons us like a siren's song.Can someone explain this seduction of eternal oblivion for us lovers of life?
...not to imply that I'm likable, smart, witty, or *shudder* admirable. But I know of what Stimbo speaks.
I probably can't, not adequately. For what it's worth, I don't feel that way anymore - though it took many years of therapy and hard work.
I don't really care to delve into the sordid details, nor does anyone up probably want to hear it - bit the gist of it is that I went through an enormous amount of shit during part of my life. The kind of shit that leaves you scarred and stained - and I never learned to come to terms with it until a few years ago. I mentally relived those traumas over and over, hundreds of times. I didn't see any escape from it except in death.
That's a wholly inadequate way to describe it, but if you can imagine how horrifying memories must be to wish for death, perhaps you can visualize it.