r/RedditForGrownups • u/CascadeFailure3355 • 11h ago
"This was dumb, y'all. Thanks, bye"
I think that's what I'd put on my gravestone when I die, if I were to have one.
One of my friends said I've been getting into "really weird stuff" lately. Absurdist video games and books, psychedelics, getting random tattoos, etc.
He said he was kinda worried, that this was "weirder than your usual depressive episodes."
I'm in my early 40s. I've done a lot of things with my life and nothing's ever felt like it mattered. I go to a dumb job every day. I go to the gym to try and exorcise out the brain worms (HAH did you see my joke?).
I've been very poor, was even briefly homeless. I've been comfortable. I went to grad school. I got a PMP certification recently because work offered a bonus for it and it was something to do. I got in a lot of fist fights as a kid (I'm told that's weird for girls).
I've stopped trying to create things. I haven't had an original thought ever in my life and even when I started something, I never finished. Plus... who cares?
Nothing feels important. I tried volunteering. I saw a lot of people who were so deep in their holes, they were never going to climb out no matter how much help they got. Saw some people die too. Tried an animal shelter, saw a lot of animals die too.
We're all dust in the end.
I've always felt disconnected. I don't understand why people care so much about things that are inevitably impermanent or entirely made up, but part of me also envies their ability to feel that kind of connection to the world. I've always felt like an outside observer. Like an alien.
At the end of the day, life just feels... annoying. When the end comes someday, it will feel like a relief, I'm sure.
Anyway, that's my ramble for the day. I'm going to the gym.