I took a walk like everyone advised, I’m still out, and I think it may have made it worse.
It gave me time to just sit and think about everything I’ve ever done at 16-18. Every mistake, every fuck up, every misunderstanding, every close call. And I just ruminated as I walked, was this wrong? Was I a pred for that? Was I a zoo for that? Ya, I acquired a new anxiety.
Now I’m just sitting on a curb, it’s quiet, it’s dark out, no cars in the streets with my phone flashlight on. Just sitting with a water bottle, still with these thoughts in my head. And I can’t help but think, this is all so exhausting, yknow? It’s all so pointless and all so exhausting, morality, ethics, what’s right, it’s all so exhausting, it’s so tiring having no real book or chart to show me the right answers. And it has me thinking, why even keep doing this?
If I actually did do something wrong, my death would be a good thing for the world. If it turns out I didn’t, well, oh well. At least that means I don’t have the chance to do wrong later in life, cause there’d be no life.
The whole point of existence, the reason why we’re here, it’s all because we’re here to be good moral people that help each other. If I can’t figure out how to do that I see no reason to be here.
The concept of a mistake is such a confusing one, when one makes a “mistake” what classifies it? A mistake is when someone does something wrong, but redeemable. When is someone irredeemable? I’ve made mistakes, none that have hurt other people, but things that people on KF would argue are immoral and degenerate despite these mistakes only affecting me. Could you say it was a mistake because I was freshly 18? Because I changed? Does change matter? Or are some things unforgivable? What counts as unforgivable “?
Morality is so damn fluid, man. It’s all a big guessing game, and some people just aren’t born good guessers.