I could most likely think of a fact-based, technically correct and logical proof that life is not worth living, and then come up with similarly correct proof that it's worth it. I don't feel like doing that now, but if I do, I'll post about it.
The question of "worth" itself is inevitably subjective and ultimately arbitrary - rendering any calculation based on it a farce.
It's rather the other way around entirely: How you have learned to define what is "worth" experiencing and what is "worthless" will to a large extend define how much you enjoy life.
A junkie, for instance, has learned that everything but their next fix is worthless. The word junkie in this case does not necessarily refer only to substance abuse.
Personally I find that some rudimentary knowledge about sociology, biology and psychology that allows one to understand how we "tick" goes a long way to allow oneself to steer towards a balanced happy life.
What I absolutely despise is ignoramuses that blame fate, god or other people for their own inability to take care of their inner balance while they keep repeating the same mistake over and over and over on some kind of downward spiral of idiocy, lamenting the injustice of the world at every turn.
Now do not take me wrong... horrible things do happen to people and there is a lot of injustice in the world... but what I am talking about are perfectly healthy people with a job and often a loving family who are lacking only one thing: The ability to be happy. It's disgusting if you ask me. The holy grail of stupidity.
When I look at some very specific people at my workplace I feel like watching someone continually make the emotional aequivalent of a jump out of a window in order to break their leg... so they can ***** and moan how much it hurts... only to jump again right after the cast comes off... rinse and repeat.
Sorry for the rant... and I hope I did not offend anyone. My words are certainly not aimed at people with real tangible problems, stressful lifes or serious illnesses, but rather at that very specific kind of person that I appear to keep running into.. a person who really lacks for nothing but appears to have never learned how to appreciate what they have, who constantly *****es and complains about every minor issue while never appreciating the wealth of good things available to them.
Some people appear to simply be unable to enjoy even the best things that life has to offer.
/dons flame retardant suit
