Who cares? Well, I do, for one.
I have no idea what's happened, or perhaps not happened, to people who ask such a depressing question.
Why is it a depressing question? Why can't it just be a ligitamate, unbiased question?
That sounds, in fact, like the kind of thing a person suffering clinical depression would ask.
And one thing I find funny is how people continue to think Depression is some sort of disease to be rid of..... Depression is an emotion, not a disease. Depression tells you when something is wrong in your life and to change it..... it's not supposed to be something you mask/hide with a load of pills because it's unpleasent.
That's why there's been so many whack jobs out there who ended up killing themselves or others, and then themselves.... the majority you will find were on anti-depressants.... usually from a young age in school.... because it was far more easier to dish out pills then it was to address what was causing the symptoms or to actually parent your kids.
People work jobs they hate, live with families they were forced into, basically living lives they shouldn't be living, then they're told something is wrong with them, not something wrong with what they're doing, and then they're given medication so they can continue to mask and ignore the problems as they continue to build up until it's too late.
Have you no friends, no family, no interests, no hobbies?
Probably and in my case, yes.... that doesn't make an equation for caring though.
Is there nobody you've encountered here who interests you, no ideas or discussions that interest you?
Myself? Nope... I just come here to kill time.
You've been coming here for over 4 months, so presumably something's caught your interest or you'd have quit, and I haven't noticed that your posts tend toward depressed hissing and moaning. Are you maybe just going through a bad patch right now?
Could have just been a generic question.
The answer is yes, there's a point to caring for things these days, and it's the same point that it's always been. I wouldn't presume to tell you what might work for you, but this is what works for me: there is a meaning to life, the difficulty is that we have to find our own meaning, it doesn't come from outside. The meaning is to be found in the things we can do to, with, for, and sometimes in spite of, those we care about, and I mean "those we care about" in the broadest possible sense. Naturally I care deeply about my wife and children, for instance, and on a declining scale, in the sense that I'd unhesitatingly choose my wife and children ahead of them, my other relatives, and my friends, and my co-workers. I also care about people I don't know. There are people here, for instance, that I've never met in real life and almost certainly never will, but I'm interested in and care about them. They care about me too, all you have to do is post some plea for help and understanding and people will respond with kindness and support and encouragement.
But if none of that kindness, support of encouragement brings no solutions or actual methods of solving the problem at hand, then isn't it sort of just a waste of your time, as well as the person in question's time?
We're social creatures who depend on each other, that's what people do.
Correction, that's what many people do.... but it is not absolute. We have grown over time to be acustomed to depending on other people, but it isn't a requirement for living a full and healthy life.
Some people here are total dipsticks of course, or at least they play that role here,
Well I try.
but that's inevitable in any group the size of this one though, and I care about them too, because I believe dipstickery, if there's such a word (my spell checker says there isn't, but there ought to be), can be fixed.
Well now you're approaching it like how they used to try and fix homosexuals..... as if there was something wrong with it.... then again, you did claim above that you felt there was something wrong, but that doesn't make it right. Maybe people enjoy being part of the Dipstickrical Society of Earth. If everybody agreed, and nobody brought the other side of the argument to the table, things would get quite boring.
You hate us..... but you need us..... heh heh heh.
There are groups of people I care about in a more abstract way too, which is what governs my charitable donations and my volunteer work.
And the point is this: this is the only life we know for certain that we've got, so the thing to do is make the best of it that we can. Love one another, care for one another, try to shed some light into some of the dark corners people have hidden themselves in, try to leave the world a little better place than you found it, and hope you'll be remembered fondly when you're gone.
Without the darkness, we would never know light. Without the bad, we would never know good.
But before you can do any of that, you have to care about yourself first.
Meh.
