Is there a point?

Warning: This is going to be a "woe is me" thread, so now is your chance to skip my drivel.

I've had that feeling today. That whole "what's the point?" It happens a lot. And I generally end up concluding that there is in fact no point.

I mean, we are born, we live a bit, we die. Nothing will change that. Factor in some (a lot of) depression and that whole living bit really isn't that fun.

I have to wonder if any of this is even worth it. Really nothing seems to improve...if it does it's only ever temporary. And then it always comes back to this. Every ****ing time.

Do I have to live through this again? Really?

Hello whisperingskye: No, you don't have to live through whatever "this" is again. And you're correct, I believe. There is no point to any of it. But if we choose to do so, we can work with that. We can learn to be comfortable with uncertainty. In fact, we can use that sense of groundlessness, of no place to rest, no sanctuary to achieve deep abiding peace within. That feeling you have that there's no point to anything can be, in fact, your wealth... if you choose to cash in on it...

There is a point to your existence. You must find something to be passionate about, be it religion, art, music, community service, etc. No one feels a purpose by just going which way the wind blows. Find a direction.

The problem is this depression, or whatever the problem is, is that I have no passion. I have been trying to find a direction for years and I can't. I don't enjoy things, nothing seems to interest me.

Music is the closest thing I have to passion. But that isn't enough...

I am there with you ... music (or an performer) saved me from an " end "... but I find now a year plus on it is indeed slipping ... but I will not give up ... I will keep trying ... and you must too ... Tigger.

I'm so sorry you feel this way. I can relate a bit, I can't find anything that interests me, either

I feel the same. But I have two kids. Im not allowed to call it quits but as much as I love them, I know im not living for me. I'm alive for them to make their lives good. But there's no point in life for me.

I like space though, I like to learn about plants, other stars, black holes. It makes me feel like even if there's no ' why ' to existance, knowing a bit about the ' how ' is a distraction in itself.

I'm so sorry you feel so blah about life. I have been there. When I was young and had small kids, of course I felt I had to stick around for them. I even made a pact with myself that when the youngest turned 18 I'd off myself. But I had another when she was 13, so put it off a few years. Then when he was almost an adult I had to have a major operation and the doc had concerns about my survival, and I found that I very much wanted to survive. It made me think (afterwards) about the difference between not wanting to be here versus wanting a pain free enjoyable life.(I.E. Not liking your life or circumstances does NOT equal wanting to die.) I do very much want to be here but minus the pain, etc. Life has ups and downs and for some of us the downs last a long time. At times it does feel like all we are doing is existing. But each day you wake up is a new chance for things to improve.

Don't give up on yourself. Even a tiny positive is huge to someone in depression. I wish I could give wiser advice, but this is it. lol
Be kind to yourself and be patient. I bet something will spark your passion sooner or later.

I feel like "what's the point" a lot of the time. It used to be that the "point" was my son. He was my reason for hanging on and pushing through. But, now that he's a teenager I have many more moments of feeling that he doesn't need me so I just want to get him through school and on his own. Then I don't know what the point will be...