I turned 21 recently at the end of November, which is no longer recently, and through my teens there were things I loved and even though I was an Agnostic, I have never believed in an after life, the only thing I have ever believed in 100%, and completely sure was going to happen is oblivion and eternity.
Eternity is a very scary concept to me.
Since I turned 21, I have realized that my years of being a "kid" or over, I’m allowed to drink at a bar and in the eyes of the state, I am now a full adult, and that symbolizes a chapter of my life that is now over, something never realized was there and what I will never get back for the rest of eternity, I am now at the peak of my life, no more development, but not quite aging, I realize that I am mortal, and now I’m not a kid just chillin and relaxing without a care in the world, I’m now being dragged to the grave kicking and screaming and I WILL die one day, and that’s the only thing in the world I cant control, I can control what happens tomorrow, but I cant control the fact that I will one day die.
Its the same for my family and older people in my life. My dad is no longer a strong person who is kind at heart, he is now older and frail, he is bitter and is more than half way through his journey, he is 47 and realized that he has 30 years left give or take, and isn’t the person I know any more, he is a slave to age, just like everybody.
Since I have realized my mortality, everything I think about always has death connected to it.
I can’t stop thinking about death, and the fact that I don’t matter, nothing I do matters, nothing at all matters.
Even if I do live for the day, the fact remains that I will still die one day, and I can’t ignore it, even if I was at the best beach party, I wouldn’t be able to block the fact that I will out of my head.
I can live for the moment, but the fact that I have a full time job and bills to play, kinda eats up my freedom, I can’t live for the day today though, or I will get fired for being hung over on the job.
This isn’t me ranting about work, this is me basically saying that even if I wanted to live for the moment, the fact remains that I work a regular job, and its hard to live for the moment when I’m photocopying or reviewing, I’m kinda living to make money.
I can take a vacation, but then I get 20 days to live on the edge and live for the moment a year, exciting huh?
Somebody must be able to tell me something to chill me out, somebody must be able to say something for me to think about when I think about death.
Anybody?
Anything?
Please don’t tell me to see a therapist, I have seen 3 and they all suck, they tell me that I should fill my time with pointless activities to make myself feel better, I think its called C.B.T, and by watering plants and polishing wooden furniture and all that stuff, it will take my mind off it or something.
I would rather be right that ignorant and happy.