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I’m not very good at replying to these sorts of things because I’m not really sure how to answer them. My question I guess is if you’re worried about not feeling anything then what’s the point death? It doesn’t sound to me like life is unbearable but more “boring” in which case (actually, in any case) there’s nothing to be gained in death.

Left 4 dead is a computer/video game

PS: Wow it looks like everyone beat me too the punch on the pointing out that you’re posting here front.

Morbid though it is I truly enjoyed the deadline pun, honestly.

And I agree that a program is pretty unhelpful and the fact that you could see that irony is one more reason to keep going. Really theres not a lot of people that could observe that paradox, something dead telling people to keep on living.

However, I have hope for you just because you’re posting at help.com.

So I will try my best.

Being tired of life and realizing that selfishness is an inevitability is like cancer. It’s natural, deadly, and annoying. Unlike cancer you don’t have millions of people rallied around you trying to find a cure. I’m not sure what the best way of convincing you not to do this is, but your post seems fairly logical so I shall try to argue against it with logic. I’m not sure if this will help, I already believe that you shouldn’t give up, that you’re a great writer and an observant person. However just in case this does help i’ll do my best.

You rightly point out a tu quoque fallacy in the argument that suicide is selfish. You’re premise for suicide being the logical choice of action seems to be that you don’t belong to or are somehow incompatible with the world. Yet at the same time I can’t help but notice several things:

A. You perceive the world brilliantly well.
B. You posted on Help.com

Your perception of the world leads me to reason that you belong here at least as much as anyone else. While others might commit suicide because the world is too much for them you intend to comit it because the world is too little, or simply wrong. I’m sure you’ve already recieved plenty of advice on how to change so that the world is a fun and exciting place. Climb a mountain, go surfing, find love, etcetera. So why not do it? Or if the world just seems wrong, by the intellect expressed implicitly in your writing I believe you could help change it. Furthermore I think that somewhere, some part of you wants to keep going. You posted on help.com and I truly hope that we can help.

Another thing bugging me is I haven’t ever had a girlfriend. At 20 years of age.

Please don’t. I know things look rough but they’ll get better.

First of all you will love, it doesn’t even have to do with being attractive or personality really. Whatever your personality is there are people of the opposite and same sex with a similar personality. And being attractive isn’t a big deal either, unless you’re only interested in loving atractive people in which case you need to consider what’s more important to you; being true to yourself and miserabbly not changing and not loving. Or finding love by changing either yourself or your standards.

Never give up, with every day comes a new dawn and you never know what life will bring you.

God new years kisses bring about a lot of grief eh? I was at a party new years and was drunk so I told this girl (who I hadn’t seen since highschool) that I had a girlfriend (I didn’t), and then later tried to kiss her and since then she’s thought I was a total jerk. I know that’s nothing close to the same thing but thats my field of reference I guess.

It’s going to need a lot of work I think. The good news is that you do have a liaison between yourself and your highschool friends, as long as that guy’s on your side you have a shot I think. I dunno, I’ve seen some of my friends get excommunicated from highschool buddies. I’d say have your friend that still talks to you have a little small party, nothing big. And even though it’s going to be the most awkward, want-to-curl-up-in-a-ball-rollover-and-die feeling in the whole world just stop by the party for a little bit. Don’t bring up the incident, chances are they’ve heard the story and will believe what they want to believe. Some of them will be on the borderline and won’t know what to think so you’ve gotta get them to realize you’re still you by just hanging out. If a gigantic “what the f**k is HE doing here!?” Argument arises just stay humble and keep your cool, either people will listen, or somebody will just get belligerent, but as long as it’s not you your chances are much better.

That’s just my 2 cents though and it’s not a sure thing but it might be worth a shot.

(Wow this site is great! thanks for the quick response!)

It’s more of a mental block than anything. Just starting up a conversation is hard.
Take this example:
I got on this plane on the way back to my hometown from where i’m going to school.

Sitting next to me is this very attractive but approachable girl reading a snowboarding magazine.

I snowboard or ski (it alternates every couple of years) fairly often.

I happen to be reading this fantasy book called Brysingr, which really I should be able to talk about but I feel embarrased for some reason cause it’s a fantasy book I guess… I dunno, maybe it’s my fear of being a geek or something. (Not that there’s anything wrong with that, many of my best friends are geeks I just hate myself for becoming one).

So our conversation goes like this:

Me: Hey do you have the time?
Her: Yeah its seven thirty.

15 minutes later…

Me: So how’s the snow looking in calgary?
Her: Oh pretty good.
Her: What book are you reading.
Me: Oh just this fantasy book i dunno its allright (kinda trail off)…

And the rest of the flight (an hour and fifteen minutes) was silence. I had a girl my age, reading about something I could relate to, sitting next to me on a plane for over an hour, that actually asked what I was reading… And I couldn’t say more than like twenty words to her.

The truly pathetic part?

I was actually just super happy to have had any interaction with this chick at all. I sometimes go weeks (well.. actually at most a week) without talking to any girls outside my family.