It hurts me to watch people with eating disorders/ mental disorders and even physical disorders that can either not do anything about it, because there is no cure, or will not do anything about it, because they do not have the strength.
It kills me inside. It brings out my inner moral self. I don't like that self. But it still does. That was the me 2 years ago when I was obsessed with psychology, and the thought of being a psychologist. That me, 2 years ago had more friends. That me also had more confusion, and less knowledge than I do now.
I don't miss her. She is just a memory.
Back to my point. Especially people with mental disorders... the only way they can get help is to accept it. You can give someone a psychologist and put them in a mental institution. But nothing is going to work until they truly accept that something is wrong, and they need help. In this society, help is offered a lot more than it used to. Through organizations, help lines, random passers-by. This is the age of the emotion. It can be expressed, or hidden. But no matter how much help is offered, it has to be at the right time, and the person has to want it, ask for it, or have it offered at the right time.
On a separate note, I discovered something new about my philosophy.
I was doing some thinking (as I normally do) and I decided that life really has no purpose. That is right, that would make me some form of nihilist. But that was sad. I was thinking, life really has no purpose, no purpose what so ever. Humans are just a product of scientific what-cha-ma-hoohaws. Humans have nothing to strive for, and there is no point to any of this.
But then I thought, if life has no purpose, why do I not want to die? If life has no purpose... I would want to die.
What if... humans are just naturally installed with the thought of "life" and survival of the fittest? Like, as natural animals/humans, we instinctively just think to try to survive.
That is one possible answer, which I believe can be true.
But another answer I thought of was that I believe life has no NATURAL purpose. Meaning, there is no reason that humans were developed from tiny organisms or whatever (insert appropriate science terms here).
But we do have a SOCIAL or INDIVIDUAL purpose. We have a purpose to fulfill duties in society. Whether with society (as most people do) or separate from society as individuals. We create goals. We fulfill our dreams. Sure, maybe humans aren't meant to do anything special on earth, but we have created something special from nothing. This amazingly horrifying society we have created has installed us with beliefs that we do have a purpose. Humans do have something to live for.
Whether it was centuries ago, we were living to make children to have help on the farm. We were living to invent. Living for friends. Living for the simplest reasons: like creating a craft or singing a song. Or now, where we strive to accomplish simple day-to-day tasks like taking our kids to school, or finishing college, or completing a goal. We feel the societal pressure to at least want to accomplish things, whether it is the next level of a video game, or inventing a new video game system... we feel this societal pressure, and perhaps feel the natural pressure we are born with, to achieve and live and survive, which gives us our purpose, and gives us our reason to live.
No matter what, whether there is a natural purpose to life or not, there is a social/individual purpose.
It kills me inside. It brings out my inner moral self. I don't like that self. But it still does. That was the me 2 years ago when I was obsessed with psychology, and the thought of being a psychologist. That me, 2 years ago had more friends. That me also had more confusion, and less knowledge than I do now.
I don't miss her. She is just a memory.
Back to my point. Especially people with mental disorders... the only way they can get help is to accept it. You can give someone a psychologist and put them in a mental institution. But nothing is going to work until they truly accept that something is wrong, and they need help. In this society, help is offered a lot more than it used to. Through organizations, help lines, random passers-by. This is the age of the emotion. It can be expressed, or hidden. But no matter how much help is offered, it has to be at the right time, and the person has to want it, ask for it, or have it offered at the right time.
On a separate note, I discovered something new about my philosophy.
I was doing some thinking (as I normally do) and I decided that life really has no purpose. That is right, that would make me some form of nihilist. But that was sad. I was thinking, life really has no purpose, no purpose what so ever. Humans are just a product of scientific what-cha-ma-hoohaws. Humans have nothing to strive for, and there is no point to any of this.
But then I thought, if life has no purpose, why do I not want to die? If life has no purpose... I would want to die.
What if... humans are just naturally installed with the thought of "life" and survival of the fittest? Like, as natural animals/humans, we instinctively just think to try to survive.
That is one possible answer, which I believe can be true.
But another answer I thought of was that I believe life has no NATURAL purpose. Meaning, there is no reason that humans were developed from tiny organisms or whatever (insert appropriate science terms here).
But we do have a SOCIAL or INDIVIDUAL purpose. We have a purpose to fulfill duties in society. Whether with society (as most people do) or separate from society as individuals. We create goals. We fulfill our dreams. Sure, maybe humans aren't meant to do anything special on earth, but we have created something special from nothing. This amazingly horrifying society we have created has installed us with beliefs that we do have a purpose. Humans do have something to live for.
Whether it was centuries ago, we were living to make children to have help on the farm. We were living to invent. Living for friends. Living for the simplest reasons: like creating a craft or singing a song. Or now, where we strive to accomplish simple day-to-day tasks like taking our kids to school, or finishing college, or completing a goal. We feel the societal pressure to at least want to accomplish things, whether it is the next level of a video game, or inventing a new video game system... we feel this societal pressure, and perhaps feel the natural pressure we are born with, to achieve and live and survive, which gives us our purpose, and gives us our reason to live.
No matter what, whether there is a natural purpose to life or not, there is a social/individual purpose.
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