Life lost its flavor years ago for me. Little to no enjoyment left outside the time I spend with my daughter. Frankly, I think it's a much more common scenario than people would believe. But, I don't think it's a reason to commit suicide. I think there's likely more going on than just that.
It's difficult to understand what's going on in the mind of someone considering suicide.
I understand and can appreciate that- and I do believe you're correct in many of those cases. Apathy is a slow killer- like a long fade-out. The opposite end of the spectrum is incidental, reaction to trauma - immediate loss of family, possessions, career/lifestyle, etc.
And since we're all being totally honest here- the "flavor" of life is as short-lived as a stick of gum. It's temporary, and that's how the brain stays stimulated. We all know that. The "secret" that is so obvious yet so incredibly hard to grasp is that long-term contentment and simplicity is far more rewarding than little spikes of "flavor." I know it's true, but damned if I don't use those "flavor spikes" to pull myself through rough times. "Eyes on the prize" is how many of us temporarily distract ourselves from hardships by danging a carrot on a stick. Truth be told, that's how I wound up with the Mach 1. Not trying to turn this topic about me, at all, just using personal experience to describe those sorts of situations.
Social media is the cancerous amplifier to modern society. Parents creating weak and coddled youth are leading to weaker people. Combine all that with people already predispositioned to have mental disorders and you just dropped a grenade in the middle of everything.
Very well stated.
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