nezua:

inkwellfoto:

Why is our generation so depressed?

evolelizabeth:

damagedrotos:

This is a very good question. In turns of happiness I tend to think our generation lacks it, instead we focus on things that aren’t really important and in turn set ourselves up for disappointment. Like Love for example, instead of focusing on those who love us, we focus on those who don’t, we worry about dying alone at young ages like 14 and 16, trying to fill the void with music, drugs and food, taking it out on our bodies, looking up to celebrities who are just over publicized fantasy figures, when in reality most of them go through the same stuff we do. If we focused more on who loved us, what we do have and cared less about things we shouldn’t worry about until we’re adults, I think we would be much better off.  

reblogging again for this comment man ^

good points made.

i think it’s easy, maybe even the default event, for people to feel depressed or get saturated with a sense of meaninglessness these days. especially younger people who are still so sensitive and yet fast indoctrinated into the shrieking, soulless cycle of aggression, isolation, and delusion that is blasted out over most media they find, without being prepared first by wisdom, instruction, nor antidote. and i think—i remember—that it is so much harsher, hitting you when you are still so full of dream, and can still imagine the world could be another way. (it could, and it will, but it’s gonna take our contribution and a billion others’, so hammer until your arm tires, and then walk away. or run!)

after all, why would people be depressed, demoralized, or daunted by the towering mess of human error they’ve inherited since youth? because the soul thirsts, and cannot be sated with hype or sheer indulgence, and cannot be quieted with yet more noise. we open our heart and mind to the world for beauty, for light, for joy, for ecstasy, and yes, for work. for challenge. but we never wanted poison. and there is so little truth in widespread culture. so little wisdom. so much hypocrisy, so many lies, so much greed run rampant, that poison is what it amounts to. and you’re coming up into it, and you take it into yourself, and you think with it and feel with it, with this corrupt matrix of ideology and inherent conflict, and it’s like, what can be done about this? why do i want to be part of this? what is wrong with people that this is where we’ve arrived? so yeah! it’s fucking depressing!

couple this with too much luxury—not in terms of personal wealth, but in terms of a predilection for instant gratification as well as an addiction to all the values that support preferencing instant gratification—and you have a recipe for emotional rot, not to mention spiritual ennui on steroids. no, a spiritual lack. and without a spiritual core (one that is learned over time and (most importantly) practiced, not a trendy new belief system or a book of affirmations) to push back on the paradox of hoarding, then reflex and the teachings of society point the way toward an unceasing accumulation of things; of money; of status; and of sensation. which, of course, on their own only leave us feeling emptier. if we’re talking america (and i’m sure a few other places, but especially here), you have to add to all that (ironically), a massive sense of entitlement—the flip side of which is crushing disappointment. 

what can you do about it? well, that is an even more useful question.