Is it normal to think that humanity is finished?
I feel as though humanity is trapped. Trapped forever in this one reality, forced to exist within it. From my point of view, the world is going nowhere. Every day feels the same, because almost everything that humanity can possibly achieve has been achieved. We're finished. Our story has been told. The meaning of life was to live, and we have done. Is it normal to have this view? And no, I'm not suicidal. I'm not going to kill myself. And yet, I still feel like the rest of my life is one big unknown void with death at the end of it, and I don't know if it's even going to be worth living it all. I don't know why anyone even bothers anymore. We're done.