It's always been a bit slumbering in the background for me. Then someone I knew committed suicide, with an important reason being that she felt that she could n

It's always been a bit slumbering in the background for me. Then someone I knew committed suicide, with an important reason being that she felt that she could no longer believe what her religious environment had told her growing up, and was left with this existential dread, and couldn't face waking up to that for another couple of decades. Hearing about that rekindled those ideas in me as well. I didn't really deal with it, but I realised that I was still capable of enjoying things in the moment. Hence, my current strategy is: enjoy life while I can, because fear of existential dread is only likely to make it happen sooner. I wouldn't be surprised if I'd get sucked into a depression sooner or later, but who knows, it might never happen.