Probably because there is nothing else to be said.
Life is a cunt, and nothing worth having is easily obtainable. And there are certain things you will indeed, never get to experience.
Can’t really say I’m a fan of the Buddhist/Stoic approach as it basically just advocates a form of mental suicide. i.e. Eliminate all human emotion and desire and become an unfeeling machine, basically.
…though I suppose it could be a useful tactic for someone who wants to commit suicide, but still wants to have a physical presence in the world.
That said the reason I don’t commit suicide is because I don’t actually believe that it is possible to truly Die. An identical copy of you will be born in some distant coordinate in space and time… and you will be forced to re-live the same miserable life.
You may be living your 1,0000,0000th afterlife as you speak but you’ll never be able to tell because you have no memory of actually dying.
Suicide comes with a multitude of metaphysical risks, you’ll never know what it actually means to Die… and you’re basically handing over the burden of responsibility to the rest of the conscious world. And potentially your future afterlives.
…Fine then. Guess it’s better to stick with the Stoic, masochistic, emotionless terminator jackass route.