Cognisant
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I just realised that's essentially what depression is, no matter what scenario I come up with it fits, even in intolerable circumstances entirely beyond your control you would only be depressed if you weren't resigned to your fate, sure you might be miserable but anyone who's been there knows that's not the same thing.
Depression is essentially internal conflict (except when it's despair) on one hand there's whatever thing you have hope for, such as passing a university course, finding a partner that loves you, living a meaningful life, achieving some personal goal, etc, and on the other hand there's acceptance which is giving up, resignation to the harsh truth of reality.
Once one actually does succumb to acceptance there is despair, that's more recognisable as clinical depression, it's when you sleep a lot, eat a little or a lot, and generally resort to pleasant but self destructive behaviours, because you hate yourself and you just want to escape the pain.
Suicide is a but of a mystery, then again I've never been down that far so I wouldn't know, at the time when I had my nihilistic awakening it was a significant acceptance event for my psyche which lead to a period of despair and if there was ever a time that I was going to kill myself that would have been it, but I didn't, maybe I was just too contemplative.
Since then it's like I've been inoculated against depression, my psyche rebuilt itself on a foundation of fatalism so whenever I'm feeling down I just remember it all doesn't matter anyway and the absurdity of being upset over something irrelevant makes it kinda funny.
Sorry this has just been a morbid fascination of mine recently, it's not a cry for help, honestly I'm relatively happy at the moment and I've got everything to live for, maybe my brain is just trying to reconcile the disparity between my present and past selves, and/or I'm just bored and this topic both scares and excites me.
Depression is essentially internal conflict (except when it's despair) on one hand there's whatever thing you have hope for, such as passing a university course, finding a partner that loves you, living a meaningful life, achieving some personal goal, etc, and on the other hand there's acceptance which is giving up, resignation to the harsh truth of reality.
Once one actually does succumb to acceptance there is despair, that's more recognisable as clinical depression, it's when you sleep a lot, eat a little or a lot, and generally resort to pleasant but self destructive behaviours, because you hate yourself and you just want to escape the pain.
Suicide is a but of a mystery, then again I've never been down that far so I wouldn't know, at the time when I had my nihilistic awakening it was a significant acceptance event for my psyche which lead to a period of despair and if there was ever a time that I was going to kill myself that would have been it, but I didn't, maybe I was just too contemplative.
Since then it's like I've been inoculated against depression, my psyche rebuilt itself on a foundation of fatalism so whenever I'm feeling down I just remember it all doesn't matter anyway and the absurdity of being upset over something irrelevant makes it kinda funny.
Sorry this has just been a morbid fascination of mine recently, it's not a cry for help, honestly I'm relatively happy at the moment and I've got everything to live for, maybe my brain is just trying to reconcile the disparity between my present and past selves, and/or I'm just bored and this topic both scares and excites me.