Why is there so much value placed on life? Is it really going to matter if someone dies? No. People who are suicidal are always told not to kill themselves. They are giving all sorts of reason why not to. But most of those reasons are shit. Sure. People will miss you. They will be devastated. But that devastation fades. Life is made up of lows and highs. Death is just a low. If it's not death, it's going to be something else. And it's not like the person is going to know. They will be dead. Their life, full of highs and lows will be over. Become nothing. But is that nothing really worse than the life full of lows. Is sticking it out through the lows really worth it if you only get minimum highs? In order for life to be worth it, their would have to be at least 51% high. Because 50 high 50 low cancel each other out into nothing and anything less that 50% high is worse than nothing/death. So why is so much value placed on life, like all that really matters is surviving. Value should be placed on suffering. Value should be placed on happiness, not just weather or not a person is staying alive. Because sometimes staying alive is worse than nothing. Who are we to know that "it will get better" I mean sure. At some point it will get better. You will experience highs but then your life will go back down again. And do the highs outweigh the lows? Is living worth it? Logic would say that if the lows outweigh the highs, ending life, having nothing instead, would be better than continuing to suffer.
However by this logic, when you are experiencing a lot of lows, you might not feel like highs will ever return. And while they might not. There is a chance that life is worth living because you will indeed have more highs than lows eventually. So the question really remains until death. Is life worth living. On your deathbed you could look back and finally know. Was life worth it. (This is all based off of a value system of happiness vs. suffering of course for some value could be based off accomplishment or something else. Then this would not really apply at all).
Except what happens when you are diagnosed with clinical depression or Bi-polar? Or schizophrenia? or even possibly severe ADHD? And you know for the rest of your life you will be battling incurable sadness. Incurable lows? and it is HIGHLY likely that your life will consist of more lows than high, just because you know you have a disease that will make it that way. So if you can see your future and know that there will be more lows than highs. and you see that, life is, by consequence, not worth it, then why do you (why do I) keep living?
I think in part, it is because everything I have grown up with has told me dying/killing yourself, is bad. It has been drilled into my brain that death is terrible and you MUST survive (no matter your happiness level) Also, there is a part of me. A part of me, although I can't place where, that is a vague burning that keeps me alive. I think it might be part of my soul. And this part of me is going against all logic. I think it's stupid. It's a part of me that for some reason, just doesn't want my life to end. I feel like this part of me is uninformed and innocent and it angers me that I have this burning to stay alive, even when everything makes sense not to. But still. Life with more suffering than happiness (with possibly much more suffering than happiness). Is it worth it? No. But you, I, still live it anyways.
However by this logic, when you are experiencing a lot of lows, you might not feel like highs will ever return. And while they might not. There is a chance that life is worth living because you will indeed have more highs than lows eventually. So the question really remains until death. Is life worth living. On your deathbed you could look back and finally know. Was life worth it. (This is all based off of a value system of happiness vs. suffering of course for some value could be based off accomplishment or something else. Then this would not really apply at all).
Except what happens when you are diagnosed with clinical depression or Bi-polar? Or schizophrenia? or even possibly severe ADHD? And you know for the rest of your life you will be battling incurable sadness. Incurable lows? and it is HIGHLY likely that your life will consist of more lows than high, just because you know you have a disease that will make it that way. So if you can see your future and know that there will be more lows than highs. and you see that, life is, by consequence, not worth it, then why do you (why do I) keep living?
I think in part, it is because everything I have grown up with has told me dying/killing yourself, is bad. It has been drilled into my brain that death is terrible and you MUST survive (no matter your happiness level) Also, there is a part of me. A part of me, although I can't place where, that is a vague burning that keeps me alive. I think it might be part of my soul. And this part of me is going against all logic. I think it's stupid. It's a part of me that for some reason, just doesn't want my life to end. I feel like this part of me is uninformed and innocent and it angers me that I have this burning to stay alive, even when everything makes sense not to. But still. Life with more suffering than happiness (with possibly much more suffering than happiness). Is it worth it? No. But you, I, still live it anyways.
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