because whats the actual point?

What is the actual point in all of this?
I mean, why do i fight day in and day out just to keep myself from ending? I have heard it would be peaceful so wouldnt that be a better alternative to constantly fighting. I am exhausted in every way manner and form, I have nothing left to give and nowhere left to go. So why do I keep on fighting?
Theres no one standing here with me and everyone always says "I am here for you" but in reality no one is "here" for me, and thats not me being dramatic. It is just how its is, If i dont text them first.... no contact. If i dont call them...... no contact. So Tell me again how you are here for me?
There is not one single person on this planet that knows absolutely everything that "i have been threw" in my life. Not one, and the one person who came close to knowing, the one who i thought was truly here for me and was here to help me and support me walked way when ***** got real. POOR GUY.

Nobody knows everything that anyone else has been through. That's pretty much the human condition.

I get how you feel because it used to make me sucidally depressed that no one ever called me, I had to call them. I don't know why that got to me in my 20s but not anymore. Maybe the medication.

I decided a "real friend" is someone you can call up for no reason, just to see how they're doing. If you have even one person you can call for no reason, hold onto that!

As a Christian, I have to answer that the point is to live for God and spread the good news of Jesus. However, as I also have been and still sometimes am suicidally depressed myself, I can't truthfully tell you that that's the answer that's worked for me.
The way I see it, God gives us an earthly life. He doesn't just whisk us up and away to Heaven as soon as we accept Christ. He must want us here for a while first.
Christians are supposed to life for God, sure, but we are also supposed to rejoice. I think—and I still struggle with these thoughts—that we literally are here to take joy from this life. Within the boundaries of God, but, I think our happiness is probably actually important.
I can't back that up. I have only thought of it recently. I think about these things a lot, what with being suicidally depressed and all.
I think that we are supposed to endure the pain of this life for the sake of the joy in it. Even the most horrible of lives can have moments of joy. I think that those moments are meant to outweigh any strife involved in getting to them.
I don't know if that helps at all. I really don't. I'm not even sure yet if it'll help me. I just felt like I should share it, so I did.
That said, I can empathize with the "what is the point, anyway" kind of suicidal that you seem to be talking about. I'm so sorry that anyone else has to feel anything like what I have.

Hi ifonly,

I have a perspective on this.

I think that the point is the immediate direct experience of being alive. Having a body, being healthy, seeing, hearing, touching, smelling, drinking clean water, having clean air to breath, wonderful food, friends and family (even if they are not 100% reliable).

It's like someone eating a bowl of the most delicious ice cream. Who thinks "what's the point of me eating this ice cream?" -- Only someone who cannot taste the ice cream at all. That's what happens when you are depressed. You live unconsciously. You can't taste the ice cream. It, and everything else becomes meaningless to you. A long time ago I felt something that I think is really true - your senses are trying to heal you. That's one thing I do if I'm feeling bad, I seek out purely sensory experiences. I haven't read this book, but I noticed that there is a book about this too:

Coming to Our Senses: Healing Ourselves and the World Through Mindfulness: Jon Kabat-Zinn: 9780786886548: Amazon.com: Books

- vital

I'm of the opinion that if you're expecting a "point" you will forever be disappointed. I firmly believe that life has no purpose other than the purpose you give it yourself. If you expect to find that purpose elsewhere, you'll just be stuck forever.

Sometimes it is hard to find the point in all of this suffering. Sometimes I wonder myself what is the point? I am also a Christian. I believe Jesus loves me and has a purpose for me even if I can't see it right now. I think when I have felt the suicidal urge I would stop and think of the reasons I need to stay here. I thought I have to stay here for my dog, my children, the handicapped people I work with at church.

It seems true that depression always seems to be a battle. I find myself arguing with myself. It is tiring.

I wish I had a good answer outside of therapy and medication, and even that takes a while to help. Know that I care and you are in my thoughts and prayers. Stay safe.

THANKS. I appreciate it, guess sometimes we have to just battle on through

As many here have said, sometimes you have to battle thrpugh, but it is NOT easy, I would never make light of it...I was prob disthymic all my life bit not dx until post partum depression. I have been on meds for yrs/along the way they figured out it was bipolar nut mostly I get depressive symptoms...I have been in therapy off/in for yrs...hang in there-I have had periods of time where I actually feel good and like myself, mt life, and feel there are reasons-therapy and meds do work but you still have to stick to your program if trying eat healthier, sleep, exercise, hobbies, stay away from bad behaviors, etc...the point is-YOU MATTER! Ironically, um in a slump right now and need to pay attention to all this, myself!

I thought the point was to enjoy life. Be surrounded by those that bring you joy, make you smile, make you laugh so hard you cry... surrounded by "things" (I use that term very loosely, cause things can be animals, trees, oceans, etc) that bring you joy. But people SUCK! My circle of friends is so small, it's almost non-existent... which makes it really hard to have a "support group". I've tried, but I'm tired of being disappointed! However, I admit, I'm not the person that calls you out of the blue to see how you are, but I am that person that you can call at 4 am and I will answer and talk to you for hours!! My friends, the few and priviledges, are family and I'd give anything for them.
I think I went on a rant there, but I hope you get the point...
Don't get me wrong. I hate life right now but I'm trying.... that's why I'm here. THIS IS MY SUPPORT GROUP! This is my ONLY support group!

Hi ElisaB,

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- vital

That made me warm and fuzzy inside!!! Thanks!