The whole concept of not knowing what you’ve got until it’s gone. Remember that song you used to hate hearing and now 20 some years later, you’d wish we’d be back to music like it because music today is too artificial and AI-powered? Remember nearly a lot of things you criticized and now have a soft spot for because everything now has gone to shit?
Yeah, that hits hard. What sucks is that sometimes, you don’t know for certain if you’re experiencing the best of things. But once it passes you, give it 1 - 5 years, you’ll know it.
Lack of agency
We die too quickly and not all of us and experience all facets of life due to increasing inequality and decreasing social mobility.
I strongly believe life would be better for everyone due to these two factors alone
Having a pattern finding machine between your ears that desperately tries to find meaning/reason/purpose in a meaningless universe
Not being able to live multiple timelines. I.e. having to make choices between one thing and another.
Lord of the flies was a thinly-veiled allegory for how the world actually works. There’s no growup keeping it in check, we’re on our own, and we’re not great at it.
The many ways people try to make it not that. Like just lying to themselves. Or scapegoating some subset of humanity they’re not in for it (which happens equally across the political spectrum).
Becoming old
For me it’s the nature of time. As you get older the amount of time you have had experienced grows, so new time feels quicker in comparison. So time speeds up just as you learn to enjoy it.
You gotta get food. Like every day. Even when you can’t or don’t want to.
People are very selective about who to empathize with. Not everyone, but enough people. I feel like almost all of my problems stem from that, somewhere down the line.
3 years I had a normal blood pressure.
5 years and 2 months ago I had a back.
10 years ago I had knees.
Oh, and I haven’t slept more than 5 or 6 hours a night in several years and most of the time I’m lucky to get 4.
I truly do not mind getting older. It has a lot of benefits, but damn… I’d like there be enough of my body left to enjoy it.
Your most comfortable underwear wears out fastest. >:(
softness is typically inversely related to durability.
durabile fibers tend to be larger and less comfortable against the skin.
I know why it happens. I just think it sucks that it does.
Thats why I enjoy the shit out of hot water and living in a climate controlled environement and sleep on a mattress.
There is no karma, evil assholes get away with it and live to ripe old ages far more often than they should
Maybe there’s Heaven and Hell, though. Hopefully, right?
the very idea of some post-life reckoning is just a tool of social control meant to keep the workers from turning on their betters, because “it’ll all be made right in the end”.
what did the king say to the pope?
you keep em dumb, i’ll keep em poor
I don’t think that’s the origin, just the way belief/religion has been used by some immoral leaders. 🤷
Probably humans. I said it.
Egoistic people. Too many just see their own needs, and I’m not talking about basic needs. They are stressed and drive recklessly, don’t think about others when making decisions and so on. And in the end, we all pay a higher price for insignificant or no benefit of individuals. Life would be way easier if we could just slow down and stop having all those unrealistic expectations about what should be and started appreciate what is.
And yes I know that the world is a shitshow right now. I’m not saying you should ignore that.
agree with you. egotism is run rampant. especially in regard to politics, lifestyle etc. everyone seems to think anyone who doesn’t reflect their immediate needs or views is evil and awful.
people simple can’t tolerate anyone being different than them, because it’s a challenge to their ego because it might mean they are wrong.
i remember when social media was fun and people celebrated differences, now they just tear each other apart over ever minor difference. i used to me allowed to do stuff and enjoy my life… now everything I do or don’t do is ‘problematic’ or ‘oppressive’. 10 years ago nobody cared what car I drove, now I get lectures/speeches about how ‘evil’ i am for not buying an EV and keeping my 10 year old ICE.
That eventually you have to say goodbye to parents, grandparents, animals, and loved ones - and there will always be a void you can’t fill that they filled.
that assumes they haven’t been a burden.
the best thing that ever happened to me was my dad dying. a huge cloud of anger, hate, and bitterness lifting out of my life.
same with the loss of some ex girlfriends, or an ailing parent who has been slowly decaying and sucking out your time, money, and emotions with nothing coming back to you. my mother has dementia it has no redeeming quality and has been nothing but a black hole on my life for years now. the sooner she dies the better. when she passes there won’t be a void, the void is her being alive.
A tad fucked that you only think of the current and not the length of their impact on your life. Yes, the current can be bad, but you have think about the impact they have - especially if someone has dementia.
you assume the impact on my life was positive instead of negative.
Not all people are loving and kind. Some people have very limited redeeming qualities. Like, wow my mom bought me some nice presents for Xmas… doesn’t really make up for the 20+ years of verbal abuse and resentment and her taking out of her lack of happiness in life on her child. The only redeeming qualities my parents had were examples of who not to be.
The first time I ever felt safe and happy in my life was college. The first time I came back from my first break I bawled my eyes out because I’d never ever before in my life felt safe and encouraged and positive before. It was mind-blowing that adults who were open minded and kind existed, because I grew up in a shithole rural town where such adults simple didn’t exist and most adults were miserable people who were full of hate and rage towards anything that wasn’t sitting on your ass and watching TV and complaining about life.
And yet despite all the horror they forced upon me, I was a decent enough person to care for them as they die. Not because I love them, because I refuse to be as shitty, selfish, and awful to them as they were to me.
Grief is the price of love. 🥲
