Much as I hate to admit it, given our verbal battles in Introductions and Greetings, I have to agree with Geshti on this. I've grappled with the meaning of life for the past 20 years or so, and I've discovered nothing more significant than simply being happy for whatever length of time we're about it.
And much of that belief is grounded in my complete disbelief in what many religions offer as "pie in the sky by and by". Whether its the pearly gates and streets of gold, or 70 virgins. Bottom line is it's all guesswork that can't be proven until you die. Better, in my estimation, to grab whatever satisfaction or gratification possible while ensconced in this "mortal coil" than to rely on some promise of eternal gratification that has no more sellling points than snake oil.
Going back to 1982, I've been the victim of depression through several episodes, the last of which, thankfully, through the intervention of a pretty good country shrink and the meds he prescribes, was in 1997. Wow! That's a whole 10 years ago! But I still remmeber how devastating it was, and how, when I was in its depths, I could conceive of nothing good that might ever happen to me, whether in this life or another one to follow.
I honestly believe that you will never beat depression on your own. Thankfully, there are a plethora of medical advances over the past several years that can spare you the futile attempt to do so. Learn about them and find a psychiatric professional who will prescribe them. Otherwise, just start thinking about the least painful way to put an end to it all.
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"I am an agnostic; I do not pretend to know what many ignorant men are sure of."
Clarence Darrow |