While both Moral Nihilism and Expressivism fall under Moral Anti-Realism, I think moral language expresses feelings of pro-social and anti-social behavior. They predict if there will be future pain or a reduction in pleasure. (or vice versa)

Both ideas think that you aren't going to find morals between the Atoms, but I find it difficult to think that all moral sentences are false in comparison to them expressing a feeling.

Anyone want to save me?

I'm guessing there's a way to figure this out without asking, mostly wondering if there are other people out there who experience this. It's going to sound like whining perhaps, or maybe trying to sound all deep and brainy or something, but it's just where my mind is and quite often upon waking.

Getting up early is nice, super early like 3:00am. Even on days off. I almost don't like being asleep because it's like I'm never actually asleep, because my dreams are so vivid, so life-like, in great detail and fully remembered when my mind awakes. And i have multiple dreams each night. So it's like I'm always concious, no off periods, no rest, in a way. Always on.

Where my mind is at and quite often after waking up can only be ascribed to as a form of existential dread, something like that. How odd life is and how....yea I dunno. It's just nice to get up super early and listen to the furnace run, sound and warmth exiting the floor vents. And then it all fizzles off as the minutes go by, sometimes takes an hour or so, then I get ready for yet another day of work. The strangeness and the short-lived aspect of life fizzles off, then back to work.

Maybe there's just something bittersweet about this not lasting forever. But it would certainly be nice to have a night without dreams. That shit is getting old lol

I don't consider myself to be a nihilist, nor an athiest but certainly not a theist, but something tells me that this is it, this is...it's Sunday and supposed to be really warm today. Probably should go get some fresh air and exercise.

Try not to beat yourself up about being depressed over the meaninglessness of life, when others around you seem to not notice or care. You are probably just a deeper thinker than they are.

Here is a rather hilarious quote from Schopi, roasting the normies, to brighten your day:

"The animals are much more content with mere existence than we are; the plants are wholly so; and man is so according to how dull and insensitive he is."

When asked what Nihilism means the average person( AP) will respond - Existence is meaningless.

Well how do you know that existence is meaningless?

AP - Because there is nothing which proves that existence is meaningful.

What makes you think that?

AP - The fact that there is no Cosmic Authority which can be summoned to testify that there is a specific meaning.

So then we cannot say, without testimony from a Cosmic Authority, that there is meaning?

AP - Yeah, dude, that's what I just said. Pay attention.

But then by that logic there is no Cosmic Authority which can be summoned to testify that there is no meaning to existence.

AP - Uh...

But it is possible that there could be a Cosmic Authority that just doesn't respond to the summons in order to testify to the presence or absence of meaning. So really all we can say is that we cannot know for sure if there is or is not meaning, or even a Cosmic Authority. Those questions remain unverifiable. They are equally uncertain.

AP - Read some fugkn, Nietzsche, pal!

Oh, I did. And I think maybe you are missing the point.

AP - shares half a dozen Nietzsche quotes

Okay, but what do you think he meant when he said that there is no Truth?

AP - Exactly that, that there is no Truth.

But how does he know that?

AP - Dude, it's obvious, there is no Truth because, once again, there is no Cosmic Authority which can be summoned to verify the Truth.

Yes, but then there is no Cosmic Authority which can be summoned to verify an absence of Truth. So in both cases we should eschew certainty, regarding truth and meaning. Not make absolute statements of an absence of either, but like agnostics, acknowledge an inability to know one way or the other for certain. This is the only logical conclusion. A lack of absolutes knowledge for or against truth and meaning.

AP - You must be real fun at parties.

Oh, is this a party? Your party sucks.

Nihilism is not a positive assertion of the absence of meaning or truth. It is the acknowledgement that we cannot know for certain either way. Those who refuse the agnostic approach are just as blinded by their own faithful dogma of an absence of Truth and meaning as those who assert absolute truth and meaning. And since when did parties get so dumb that I couldn't be fun at them by virtue of not stooping to the combative irrationality of overconfident fools?

i personally believe that we are in a nothingness pit basically. i don’t believe in heaven or hell or god or the devil.

Right ?

Life is meaningless from an objective view. Your choice if u wanna do it or not so enjoy that freedom.

Wah wah wah stfu

If you are depressed, please do not read this as it could make your situation worse

Hello, 24F here from France. I will get straight into it but I wanted to first wish you all a nice day.

For years, I’ve felt a void within me, an absence I’ve never known how to fill. I’ve long tried to run from it, to stuff it with external things—experiences, relationships (many of which failed due to my trauma from an attempted rape, stalking, and several assaults involving the complicity of a man I considered a friend), distractions—but perhaps all of this has only made things worse. Instead of disappearing, the void has deepened, solidified, until it became an integral part of me. Before, it caused me pain, crushed me, made me sad, and pushed me toward despair. But today, it no longer hurts. It’s still there, but it no longer disturbs me.

On the contrary, I feel as though this is where I’m meant to be. As if, after all these years of trying to distance myself from it, I’ve finally realized I cannot escape it—that it is my true nature.

And maybe that’s why I tried to die. Not to flee something, but to return to what feels like my origin: this nothingness, this void that, paradoxically, feels more familiar than life itself.

This shift has also changed my relationship with death. After my overdose, I felt intense fear, like a survival instinct had awoken in me. But that fear has faded over time, and today, it’s been replaced by a strange serenity.

I’m not actively seeking death, but if it were to come tomorrow, I’d accept it without resistance. Not because I’m desperate or want to end my life at all costs, but because I no longer feel deeply attached to the idea of living.

I still have things to experience, moments to cherish, but they’re just fleeting steps with no real weight. I can live them, but their absence wouldn’t trouble me either.

At the same time, I feel something intense about the world and its destruction. Sometimes, I sense humanity is at a dead end, that the hatred and anger surrounding us can only lead to a breaking point. As if the only possible outcome is total war, a massive destruction that would end this accumulation of violence. This isn’t a thought born of rage or vengeance, nor a desire for chaos—it’s more like an intuition: something must burn for something new to be born.

I realize I’ve always been fascinated by fire. It is both destructive and purifying; it annihilates everything in its path but also leaves a blank space, a chance to start over. Perhaps this vision of destruction brings me peace because it mirrors what I feel inside. A desire to erase what has become too heavy, to reduce everything to ashes and begin anew. Fire is an end, but also a fresh start—and in a way, maybe that’s what I’m unconsciously seeking.

I’ve even started fantasizing about my own self-immolation. The pain doesn’t hold me back; on the contrary, I’d like to feel something intense enough to distract me and then fall asleep.

Like how people are so motivated by money and the lengths people will go through to get their way. When I got a new job out of college, it opened my eyes as to how the real world works and how greedy some people can be. It really made me sad to see others on the brunt end of things or unable to accomplish what they could have, despite giving their best efforts. I'll never forget what I saw while traveling to other countries, not knowing what suffering or hardship really is. And even among those who actually do have good work and income, but might not even like what they're doing each day. It reminds me of the quote "working jobs we hate so we can buy shit we don't need" What a miserable existence

A lot of people on here treat nihilism like it’s just another word for depression. The whole “life has no meaning, so what’s the point?” mindset. But that’s not what nihilism is about.

Yeah, life has no built-in meaning—but that’s not a bad thing. It means you’re free to live however you want, without being stuck chasing some “higher purpose” that doesn’t exist. Instead of feeling lost, you can make your own meaning, do what actually makes you happy, and stop stressing over things that don’t really matter.

That’s why optimistic nihilism exists. Instead of seeing meaninglessness as depressing, you can see it as freeing. Nothing truly matters—so why not enjoy the ride? Thanks for reading.

Life is a prison without walls, a cruel illusion that forces us to move forward without ever giving us a real reason to do so. Every day, we breathe, we struggle, we suffer only to satisfy the primitive instincts carved into our cells. We are nothing more than biological puppets, slaves to our genes, programmed to repeat the absurd cycle of reproduction and survival over and over again.

Nothing truly belongs to us. Not our bodies, not our thoughts, not even our desires. Everything is dictated by a blind program, indifferent to our pain. We are born without choosing to, we grow up collecting wounds and disillusionment, and in the end, we fade away forgotten, replaced, insignificant

No matter what you do death is inevitable and you can't change that, nothing in life matters and that's ok im just here to have a good time in this short life.

85 year human lifespan on average in my country.

I'm 1 in 8 billion people. 8 billion people is a lot of people.

110 billion people have already died. In the next 100 years, that figure will go up to 118 billion people.

The only authors that pop up in my mind from the 1800s is Charles Dickens and Jane Austen. I probably would be able to recognise more famous names from the 1800s, but I can't from the top of my head.

One day it will literally be the year 2100, and by that time no one will really care about the year 2000 just like how we don't really care about the year 1900.

So I'm really just here for a good time. I think I'm an optimistic nihilist. I don't use nihilism to be depressed. It really helps me not let my conflicts and worries and heartbreak and gossip about me emotionally cripple me for the rest of my life, or at least, helps me realise it doesn't matter in the end because I'll eventually be dead and literally completely forgotten like I never existed. And if someone does find a photo of me 100 years from now, they'll look at the photo with no emotion and immediately move on with their life.

Nihilism is a philosophical belief that life, lacks inherent meeting, purpose, or value, that things have no true significance, whether in terms of morality, knowledge, or existence. A nihilists can be depressed, but nihilism isn’t necessarily tied to a feeling of sadness or hopelessness. It’s more about rejecting meaning or purpose or absolute truth in a neutral or detached way. Nihilist might feel indifferent, but not necessarily depressed.

depression on the other hand is a mental health disorder, characterized by persistent sadness, hopelessness, a lack of energy and a loss of interest in activities. While people with depression may feel that life is bleak, overwhelming, or worthless, it doesn’t mean that they share the belief that life lacks meaning purpose or value.

A true nihilist who wins the lottery or has a turn of good fortune would still maintain their feeling that despite the good fortune, life still has no meaning or purpose.

Someone with situational depression, who wins the lottery, may find themselves suddenly free of worry of money and a person with organic depression. Someone who is put on meds or some effective therapy, may find themselves without feeling of depression and sadness. And in both of these situations, the formerly depressed person may lose their feelings of persistent sadness, hopelessness, lack of energy, and loss of interest in activities.

The two may overlap but are not the same. Many people do not understand this and post their depression rants on this sub completely missing the understanding of what nihilism is.

Edit: the title should read “before people post here” rather than “four people post here.”

I just ve read de Sade's 120 days of sodom and then checked out his rough notes after first 30 days and thats fucking disgusting i dont know if there is something more terrible. Anyway, what is your opinion on it?

Maybe start by reading/ listening to Friedrich Nietzsche, “Beyond Good or Evil” or even Franz Kafka, “Metamorphosis”. Or don’t.

I was wondering what makes a thought or a feeling bad one? Do bad thoughts even exist? Thank u all for your answers I am just a bit confused since having moral ocd.

I know this sub is full of depressed "Nihilist's" but just know that in my case I call myself a nihilist because I realized the meaninglessness of everything on a cosmic scale not because I'm depressed. Anyways, how do I deal with depression as a nihilist? I want to do cool stuff but it all seems pointless, people treat things like they matter and they don't, I'm honestly just tired because there's not much motivating me in this meaningless little world, have any of you fought depression and won? My life has no meaning but I want to at least enjoy it.

I studied damn hard in school and college so I could land a job after graduation. 6 months after graduation, now, I am jobless and feel like a massive failure of a human being. Life for me feels like a downward spiral.

To be honest, I don’t know why I’m even making this post, but I do know my mental state has not been in any good state since I started my job hunt. I’m high on neuroticism which doesn’t help either. The suffering is such that I want to kill myself at times — because I think of death as release from all the suffering that is living. I’ve been coping rather unhealthily with video games and TV shows, but they are temporary and whenever I am faced with reality, I just want to die. The only reasons I don’t want to kill myself are because I don’t want to make my family sad and I see some light out of my current predicament — although that light grows dimmer and dimmer.

Part of me feels like I’m being a bitch and not being a man that solves his problems head-on. That’s something I have been struggling to do — that is applying for jobs. The job market is tough, so rejections are common and every single one of them feels like a punch to the gut and things don’t look to be getting better due to AI. Writing this Reddit post is also because I’m being a little bitch who is not strong enough to apply jobs continually and look for ways out of my predicament.

It’s not like I can’t stop being a little bitch. I can. In fact, I used to live that way, because otherwise, I’d get my ass beaten by my parents. That way of living is to simply shut out most of what I feel and instead do what I think is logically the best choice — essentially a logical way of living. Recently, I feel like I’ve become more emotional, hence being a bitch, and even suicidal thanks to it.

Okay, this was a long-ass rant.

Just a curious question.