Why do we have to be alive?
Once upon a time, it became a story about the view of life and death in Japanese classes, and the teacher said, “There is no absolute denial about saying you shouldn't die.” I talked about that.
I was strangely convinced by the story at that time, and I couldn't get rid of the thought that completely stuck in my heart, and I continue to worry about that problem even now.
I'm not saying anything particularly bad about my life right now, and I'm not saying anything is fun. I think it's a blessing not to have a pessimistic life.
However, it makes me wonder what it is like now that I'm still alive.
To people who commit suicide, he said, “There are good things I can do if I live from now on.” There are many people who say that, but I'm not expecting anything to look forward to in the future. This doesn't make sense to live.
“Don't die for those around you.” I think that's certainly true of what you say. However, when I think about my family, friends, and the aftermath of my death, I think they are just my current burden.
I don't know the future of life, and the situation changes completely depending on that moment or day at that time. There are many painful and painful things, and there is no point in living in such a state of life without much expectation about your daily life or the future?
If you don't have the “greed” necessary to live, is there no point in living
Why shouldn't people die?
Do we have to live?
What is the goal of living?
If it's a goal where you can't see the future, isn't it the same even if you finish it quickly on your own?
What does it mean to die?
After all, everyone dies at the end, so is there any point in living?
