so you're having an existential crisis

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An existential crisis is really just the ego becoming aware that it’s living in a facade and it’s beginning to freak the fuck out

“I don’t want to live the wrong life and die” is my biggest existential concern.

I remember having what felt like the most terrifying existential crisis ever at age 14. I went from being this happy go lucky kid to a severely depressed, borderline suicidal one. I suddenly found myself suffering real and frequent panic attacks just from my racing thoughts. All because of the realization I had about how "fake" everything is. How one's meaning to life isn't something inherent- its something you make yourself. I found this realization absolutely devastating at the time, but 7 years later it's something I now laugh about. That existential dread is something I learned to tame over time, learned to become friends with. The same thoughts that you used to keep me awake at night hardly affect me now. It all feels dramatic & silly now, and I'm thankful for it. Because yeah, life is all human construct. Yeah, in the grand scheme we're all just tiny insignificant beings floating on a spinning rock. But that doesn't mean life has to be misery. You have the active choice to not choose misery. If we have no choice but to weather this odd existence, then why waste it dwelling on things you can't change ? Why not spend it doing the things you love, being with the people you love, and becoming a being of love ? It feels a lot better anyway 💓

the hardest thing about experiencing a crisis such as this is that there’s no real way to go back once you have. you can interact with people and do things you once did, but the fundamental meaning behind why you’re doing it will never be the same. So good to be an ant who crawls atop a spinning rock

Being comfortable with being a little uncomfortable is bliss

This comes with an insane timing

I had an existential depression for years. It went away when I stopped to tell myself "if this existence is all that can be proven that I can experience, wasting it thinking about my existence is both ironic and a waste of what I've been given.", and its not like that magically solved everything out of nowhere, I was working on defeating the depression for months and that was the inevitable final words that needed to be spoken to rid myself of that. A lot of people seem to have strong thoughts about existentialism, but one of the best ways to live a fulfilling existence is to have no thoughts about it.

Does anyone ever feel like they're trapped inside themselves? Like your body is a hinderance to you, your means of communication fail to express what you feel on the inside, things like that?

I think that once you have an existential crisis, it never goes away. You just learn to become friends with the crisis. You accept, for all it's shortcomings, the fact that existence as you know it will end soon, and that you will at the very least go back to whatever existence was before you were born. Sleep isn't so bad, even if it's eternal. There is no need to fear sleep, especially while you're awake. Life isn't so bad either, even though it must end, as everything does. It's actually beautiful. The good stuff REALLY is worth it.

This hasn't scared me. What recently scared me is seeing real freedom, actual, true freedom, radical and wild. It made me realize how little freedom I had. I've never been angrier in my life.

as a wise man once said, "why am I still here, just to suffer?"

I'm slowly coming to terms with the fact that I may never meet another soul as distant in thoughts of the present moment's insignificance as I am. Knowing there are others out there that have similar problems and have trouble with their thoughts gives me comfort in knowing we're all shouldering this together. Even if we're not really together now, the internet connects our minds into a single emotion and concept everytime we log on. So whoever's reading this, I appreciate you. And if you feel alone, you're not alone in feeling that. In the end, if you're gonna be stuck with yourself until you die you might as well try to make it a pleasurable experience.

One year ago I started having massive anxiety about dying for like months on end, thinking about how i would just prefer to float through space endlessly without nothing to do rather than have my stream of consciousness end and just never exist again. I just want to say if any of you are going through this type of crisis (and for me it was a serious one) it will pass. If you can, go to therapy, occupy yourself in work/studies, make sure to get your excercise and it will pass. If you have a passion, develop it. It is true that nothing matters, but it is only true until something matters.

Death is a guarantee, but that doesn’t change that we have a life to live. An ending doesn’t mean that everything that came before didn’t happen. The "distraction" is the point

I am curretnly feeling an existential crisis. I feel myself being lost in it and any semblance of character fading. This video was well timed. Thank you.

I lost my best friend, he was 26. A random heart Attack. I'm in extreme shock , my mind and soul. It changed me. Even through my grief & suffering, I feel gratitude. His death showed me life. Now feel some control of why to survive, why to thrive & help those who need me here, whilst I have the chance. He Lives on in me. ❤️‍🩹 I Miss you Callum. 😪

i wanna have a big group hug with everyone that has had "the moment". it's been strange feeling alone and unsure about well everything. it's all one big game of apes playing house and it's a little funny, i think it would be more fun if more of us we're in on the bit!

I read denial of death in college over a decade ago and it completely changed my outlook on life

I'm not "scared" of death per se; I am a firm believer that it is just like sleep, a lack of consciousness. But I also don't take existence for granted; more than anything, I enjoy my experience too much - I feel scared that my experience is limited; to take it away is tragic to me. I am similarly about a physical decline in my body: it is inevitable, and I am certain I won't be prepared to give up activities I derive so much enjoyment from.