So I had a nice conversation with someone today, which really had me think. The favorite question: "What is the meaning of life?" I'm unexperienced, so I probably wouldn't be able to say anything worthwhile as an answer, or part of one. Everyone has to find their own answer. To me, the meaning of life is the reason you give yourself to go on each day. It's not exactly motivation, but something pretty close, I suppose. The people that look for a reason are the ones that don't give themselves a reason, thinking that they don't have one.

By my definition, you could say that your meaning of life is video games. So, you live to do what you want to do. I would think that someone who looks for the meaning of life wouldn't give themselves that kind of answer. However, for a lot of us, this answer is suitable for the time being because you're not really looking for a meaning, you're looking at facts right now. Facts are what you know to be true.

I haven't ever had really bad depression. I have met some people, though. And the main reason is that they can't find this reason. Thinking there is nothing there, wanting to let go of it all. Although I've had some of these thoughts run through my head ocassionally, I will say that I have never thought about suicide. "Something keeps me here." I don't know what it is, a feeling inside that I don't realize. Maybe it's that I'll let others down.

What I don't understand is that if you think you live a meaningless life, why would you take your life in a meaningless way? You could live and find meaning instead of die with no meaning. You only have one chance, right? I guess it's somewhat like, "It's better to die with honor than to live with disgrace." Though I don't quite agree with that statement either. Even if you're disgraced, you could live on to regain at least something. Receive punishment, then dedicate the rest of your life to doing what you can for the people. That's what I'd do, at least.