May 2nd, 2023
Sometimes I truly wonder what it means for someone to have value
Things intrinsically have value because people assign value to them, at least in an economic sense. Once something has no purpose to anyone, it ceases to have value
But how do people have value
To say that people have value because others assign value to them is saying that it only matters what other people think, which isn’t really true
which is why people have to assign their own value, but that tends to be harder to believe
but you have to believe that you have value, simply by existing
and overtime, for some that can become difficult to understand
because really, what purpose do some people serve
the existential view of it would be no one really serves any value in the long run. to the people they would have value to, it really doesn’t mean too much once all of those people die off
and that’s why a lot of people try to find meaning in life
so that they have some sort of legacy
that’s a lot of what Hamilton was about
but to the person, what does legacy really matter? it only matters when you’re alive
maybe not to the people who view your legacy, but as a conscious being, legacy doesn’t really matter either
there is no inherent value to legacy
no really value to the things that you do, at least to you
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I’ve been thinking a lot about what it means to commit suicide. I don’t want to commit suicide. but the longer I think about it, the more I don’t value my life enough to want to no longer be in world
I don’t think I matter
There isn’t anything that can convince me that if I were removed from this world, something would change.
for the short term, I wouldn’t be around in people’s minds but then that would fade
I don’t provide anything to anyone
everything I do is temporary, as is the case with most people
but people have been able to find either value in the things that they do, whether to others or to themselves
I find nothing
or at least, I’m finding nothing
the fleeting nature of the things that I provide or try to benefit others with is replaceable
forgettable
just as how someday, what I’m writing now will end up in the ether of the internet so too will I become virtually nothing
ending up in the ground, and my essence whisked away
but I don’t want to kill myself
if something horrible were to happen to me, then it would be something that people could talk about
because then maybe I would provide some sort of value
a news article that can get some local reporter paid for the week
a reason for people to get together, not that that would even happen
it’s the horrible realization of being nothing that I don’t seem to be able to get past though
because everyone is nothing
yet i feel like i should be better than nothing
what kind of hubris it is to assume that you are better than everyone else
so i am nothing
the arrogance makes me less than nothing
but i can’t do it by myself
but i can’t just get someone to do it for me, that’s just suicide with extra steps
why not suicide? because it’s vile and horrible
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i don’t know why i’m trying so hard
why prove yourself to be more than what you are
nothing matters
i’m scared that if i stop caring, i will stop caring about suicide
and then it’ll just happen
and then i’ll truly be gone
....
i hate the idea of being pitied
it’s why i only write to the ether of the internet
because the hell with everyone else who thinks that I’m deserving of their pity
it’s why i’ll never reach out for help
even when i need it
i hope that no one reads this now
it’s for me only
no one else













