Nihilism

Nihilism is awesome. It's the ultimate answer for everything. It's like the pessimistic version of the 6-year-old who won't stop asking "why?"

I mean, really. Just think about it.

"Man, I really want that new car. Meh, who cares."
"Jesus, she broke my heart. Oh well, it really doesn't matter."
"I'm completely broke and homeless. Not like it really makes a difference to anything, though."
"Man, all this not caring has really fucked with my perspective on life. Oh well, I might as well just think superficially."

Screw your midlife crisis. Screw your relationship. Screw your dead cat, the stock market crash, your lack of social subtlety, and your stupidity. And most of all, screw your depression; there's no point to feeling down about things.

It's really a fascinating perspective view on life. The only problem with it is that it's very difficult to adopt as a method to approach life, since humans usually tend to latch onto something.

Mostly, I use it as a way to comfort myself when I feel overwhelmed. Funnily enough, though, none of my friends with existential crises interpret it the way I do.

From the surface, it's a very depressing way to approach life. For a lot of people, caring is all life is. Happily enough, nihilism doesn't actually mean you don't have to care. Being nihilistic and being a caring person are not mutually exclusive, if you think about it.
Why, you ask?
Well, nihilism's reply happens to be "Why not?"
Trying not to care constitutes caring about not caring--so screw it all, don't be depressed!
Sure, I can think about how little difference my puny existence on this tiny planet really makes, but alternately I can wonder why I should care about how tiny I am.

Damn, I love nihilism. And why not?