Hey everyone.
So I think I'm a pretty positive person.
I try to not bring other people down by being mean or sad all the time(much unlike one of my friends).
I'm a selfish person, but at the same time not so much.
I'm selfish when it comes to physical things, however not so much emotionally.
I mean this as in, if I'm sad/upset/angry I would not say anything to my friends to bring them down too, however when it comes to things I could hold in my hands I would do anything for them. If that makes sense.
I'm always regarded as selfish though. And when meeting new people, they never seem to care what how I try to make sure everyone else happy, only about the things I have etc.
Which is tough for me because I've always been sort of negative.
[DO NOT continue reading if things easily depress/upset you]
Okay not always but ever since around five-ish years ago, I started to realize a lot of things.
For example,
I realized I really don't believe in god or the afterlife.
Which lead to darker thoughts.
Such as,
I don't want to die.
After I'm dead it wouldn't matter though.
Nothing would matter.
And then I realized nothing really matters.
And what's this all for?
Wake up, eat, work, eat, work, eat, work, sleep, repeat.
I don't care if it's not work but it's all a little pointless.
And then I came to the conclusion that suicide isn't a terrible option.
I think about this a lot.
There isn't a day I don't think about this, even if it's very brief.
Some days, it's worse than others, some days it doesn't bother me. On good days I figure that's why I should make the most of life, on bad days I have trouble even getting by.
That's all I have for now.
Bye guys.