J
Jenster
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I've been coming to realize I have some issues I need to deal with. Even though I have been functioning day-to-day okay, I'm mildly depressed a lot of the time.
Not to dismay anyone by being blunt, but sometimes I find myself wondering just what is so great about being human? Deep down, I actually have a very negative view of people. I think I grew up without much close ties within my family, so I guess there's something about being interdependent that I either don't get, or that hurts or feels threatening/disappointing.
In a way, I don't really care about very much. I saw two young women walking down the street today, and they obviously cared about their appearance, and I wondered what makes them care so much? What's driving them to look good?
Maybe I'm some existentialist at heart, meaning that not a lot of things seem to *really* mean anything to me. Sometimes I wonder what God sees in us that makes Him love us so much? All I see is disappointment.
Yes, I could also take an interest in things like my appearance or hobbies, but to what end? And I could listen to music and figure out which I like the best, but why?
On a related note, I did date a man who was rather self-absorbed and loved everything he did. I realize part of the attraction was that I am the complete opposite. I guess I would love to have passion about life, but I always come back to the question: What's the point? So I could be good at tennis - so what?
Pushing this one notch further: What is even the point of having healthy self-esteem?
Sorry to be such a downer. I feel so alone sometimes, deep down.
Can anyone enlighten me?
Not to dismay anyone by being blunt, but sometimes I find myself wondering just what is so great about being human? Deep down, I actually have a very negative view of people. I think I grew up without much close ties within my family, so I guess there's something about being interdependent that I either don't get, or that hurts or feels threatening/disappointing.
In a way, I don't really care about very much. I saw two young women walking down the street today, and they obviously cared about their appearance, and I wondered what makes them care so much? What's driving them to look good?
Maybe I'm some existentialist at heart, meaning that not a lot of things seem to *really* mean anything to me. Sometimes I wonder what God sees in us that makes Him love us so much? All I see is disappointment.
Yes, I could also take an interest in things like my appearance or hobbies, but to what end? And I could listen to music and figure out which I like the best, but why?
On a related note, I did date a man who was rather self-absorbed and loved everything he did. I realize part of the attraction was that I am the complete opposite. I guess I would love to have passion about life, but I always come back to the question: What's the point? So I could be good at tennis - so what?
Pushing this one notch further: What is even the point of having healthy self-esteem?
Sorry to be such a downer. I feel so alone sometimes, deep down.
Can anyone enlighten me?