There is no one in history who can judge someone else’s life, not even the Buddha. Buddha would never do such a thing, even if you asked. When I say no one that can, I mean no one that has any objective standing to make a judgment. Of course, everyone judges all the time. And no doubt, we all judge ourselves more harshly than others do.
Making harsh self judgments is a favorite activity for people who are depressed or who have problems with brain chemistry. If you have a different brain chemistry, it is likely you may judge yourself more harshly. You may say your life was not worth living. You never should have been born. You have nothing to offer save your kidneys, or maybe even only one kidney.
I fail to see how it helps us to judge ourselves harshly? It only makes us want to die and really, what it is is a response to feeling bad. We believe that if we feel horrible, psychologically, there must be a reason. So we look around for a reason, and we find none, we look at ourselves and decide we are innately worthless.
This is a story that is logical, but it is also senseless. Senseless because there is no way of knowing if you are worthless or not. It is only a feeling. And feelings come from our unreliable brains. Our brains are at the mercy of chemistry. There is no particular reason to believe they know what they are doing.
No one can tell you what is better or worse about your life. No one has any standing to tell you your life is worse or better than any other life. Your life simply is. It is up to you to make any meaning out of it. It is up to you to decide what to do, and your decisions are all pretty much arbitrary.
You want to help others. That is something that others will appreciate. You want to do this as a last thing before you die.
I’ve been in that place, except I’m not nearly as nice as you are. I didn’t want to give away a kidney. I just felt so horrible that the only thing I could imagine that would make the pain go away was my death. I didn’t want to die. Oh no. But I didn’t think I could stay alive with the kind of pain I felt.
My shrink told me that he advises all his patients to hold off any major decisions for three months when they are depressed. No divorces, no job changes, no suicide, no kidney donations. Just wait three months and wait to see if the meds make a difference.
In my case, they did make a difference. I’m glad I waited (although not all jellies might agree with me, lol). I can’t ask you to see a psychiatrist, but I hope you will. I do feel safe in asking you to wait three months before you make a decision based on your alleged worth or lack thereof. I would submit that you are probably not the best judge of your worth simply because you are prejudiced against yourself (as I was).
It is not your fault you were born, and it is not even your fault you are who you are. Most of you is determined by genetics—even, I hate to say it, your thoughts. Take it from one who has had his thoughts radically changed by chemistry. It’s amazing to figure out that you aren’t who you thought you were, or that who you are is easily malleable, so it is difficult to decide which you is really you.
The compassionate thing to do here, is to have compassion for yourself. To see if you can have something done about your feelings so that you are in a better place to make decisions about your own welfare. Give it some time (three months or more). Get some medical help. See if you really are as worthless as you think you are. They managed to change my mind and I believed—totally believed that there was no one more worthless than I in the world. My kidneys weren’t even worth something. I was only worth lying, bloodied and freezing, in a fishy cobble-stone gutter in the bowels of Gotham City, without even a drink to dull the pain. Believe it or not, I craved my gutter. It was the only thing I could imagine that would be suitable for someone like me. Even today, whenever I think about it, it still seems to make a little sense. Maybe you never lost that, once you’ve had it. Like maybe you’ll never lose the kidney option. But there’s no need to do it right away.