Koolaid wrote:
i've been thinking about this, dabbling around in r/antinatalism, and i swing back and forth on this once in a while, but here's the thing: i don't want to exist.
this doesn't mean i'm suicidal, i still fear the transition from consciousness to non- consciousness. i just wish i was never given consciousness in the first place. i wish i was never taken from the blissful ignorance of my primordial soup.
i have a good life. i have food, a roof over my head. there are days when i experience beautiful things like friendship and adrenaline and happiness, but there's also a lot of lesser days in between. days when im slaving around because i need to earn a living to not starve, and there is societal pressure to be / have / look / feel certain things.
i wish i didn't have any of that. but being alive means i must partake in living, which comes with all of the things that life has to offer. and i don't want to experience everything that life has to offer: pain of loss, rejection, hardship, a lot of cloudy days before i can see a speck of sunshine. and i don't even like the sun.
why is it seen as a near mental illness to just not want to live? i never asked to be here.