I’ll start off with one, Being upset about a breakup that happened hundreds of years ago.
Edit 1:
- Heath death of the universe, Death of the sun, etc, does not count. I feel like focusing on this is an overused point.
Edit 2:
- Loneliness does not count. I feel like we all know immortality means you’ll miss people and lose them.
People are commenting ‘fates worse than death’ and ‘being made into a labrat by the 1%’, but really, if you have infinite time to just do stuff and you can’t be killed – And you don’t somehow squirrel your way into a position of power then what are you even doing with your time and immortality, oomfie?
The loneliness part is also questionable. I know OP said it’s overly done, but I also think it’s just wrong. If you’re an adult you’ve had people in your life die before. It sucks. You miss them. But then you move on. And you meet other people. You’ll still go “:(” when you think about the person and such… But life goes on.
And that’s just life. It doesn’t get any worse if you extend it longer – If anything it gets better. You might have lost your beloved today, but you have another dozen lifetimes to heal your wounds and meet someone else and fall in love again and (…)
So here’s some lower-stakes, frustrating inconveniences of being immortal:
- Your favourite fashion? It’s not just out of fashion. It’s so out of fashion it is now considered ‘historical costuming’. You can no longer find any articles like it at all. Because the only people even trying to recreate the techniques are costuming nerds and theater people who always exaggerate stuff
- You got a song stuck in your head. It is either from before recording was invented, or any recordings of it that existed are too old to be reliably listenable. You have a song stuck in your head.
- You used to really enjoy a job you did. That entire career path is now obsolete. As per the first paragraph of my post, if you’re immortal you have probably snuck your way into the upper echelons of society at some point during your infinite time… But like. You’re bored. You loved being a Court Jester, now there are no Court Jesters.
- Actually tedium just in general. Sooner or later you’ll run out of new things to try, because you’ll have done everything that even remotely caught your eye already. So what the fuck will you do with your time? You’ll eventually just get depressed and not do anything.
Feeling bad for the immortals who were professional garden hermits.
Being asked your birthdate in order to view a game on Steam, and the year dropdown not going back far enough.
I once entered an extremely far back yet technically plausible birthday there and steam just wouldn’t accept it. I remember thinking “what if Kane Tanaka wanted to check out this steam game, you just wouldn’t let her?” (RIP by the way, she was the last oldest person whose name I learned. They change too often)
Or not being able to play a board game, because it says “ages 9 - 99” on the box.
Worse still, no manual entry of the birth date, so it takes ages to scroll down and select the year.
Date pickers that assume you have a 5 digit birth year.
At some point, our sun will go supernova and you will end up drifting through space.
And all your life before that point will be less than a blink of an eye compared to the time that follows:
Trillions and trillions of years until the heat death of the universe.
And even that time will be less than the blink of an eye compared to the eternity afterwards, when you drift through a black void without any stars.But no people around. So overall a win.
But can I take my Steam Deck with me?
LoL investing and compounding! I literally have all the time in the world.
Idk id be super depressed if I was able to experience my family, friends, family’s children, and so on die.
Either “Boredom: After some time you have seen basically everything.” or “Can’t keep up: The world changes so fast, and I’m, stuck in a mindset I acquired in 1543”.
And: Bureaucratic nightmare. “We have you on file as being born in 1924, but you don’t really look like a centennial. Can I see your passport instead of that of your great-grandfather, please?”
I cannot connect to the boredom one at all. Are there books, video games, stone tablets, cool rocks to look at? Outta here with that boredom nonsense.
A lot of ways to die are excruciatingly painful, but you die, so you don’t live with the pain. If you end up in one of those situations and don’t die (because you are immortal), I imagine the psychological impact of the pain without immediate release could be enough to completely break you, mentally.
I suppose it depends on the rules of this specfic immortality. As someone who lives with chronic pain that literally never feels physically comfortable in any position, immortality sounds like a cruel joke. Not that I’m suicidal or eager to die, but the fact that it would progressively get worse and worse without any sort of end is… horrorific.
If it’s the realistic kind where you just don’t age, the statistical certainty that you’ll eventually die in an accident, or to war or murder. Your odds of getting to the heat death of the universe without making backups is pretty slim.
If it’s the kind where you’re indestructible, you’re highly likely to encounter someone who tries to bury you alive in a subduction zone eventually, because humans are like that, and then you get to spend eternity slowly moving into the scorching mantle.
I would hope to get realllly good in avoding people who’d put me in a subduction zone 😭
The death of the sun will then eventually set you free into the gravity well of the sun where you’ll live burning hot untill heat death of the universe. What to do after that is anyone’s guess
Well, depends. The Earth is actually right near the edge of where the sun will expand to, so there’s a chance the scorched glob that used to be Earth will stay in orbit. Either way, it will still be hot for a while, and you’re ultimately stuck in something solid - be it a dead planet or a white dwarf.
There is such a thing as merciful death; it would not be good to be cut off from it.
At least I won’t be a small in a metal ball full of salt.
Is this a quote from something? I’m OOTL.
https://knowyourmeme.com/memes/immortal-snail
One of the solutions was to put it in a giant metal ball and throw it into the sun or something. The salt was just out of spite.
Ah. And you typoed.
Oof, that was a hard one. Autocorrect strikes again.
If you have epilepsy or Parkinson’s or MS, you’re just going to likely get worse forever.
How much more annoying the (much) younger generations would be.
Yeah, they always gloss over how you’d have a very noticeable accent within a couple hundred years, and would straight up be using a second language within a thousand.
As if peoples accents and vocabularies don’t grow and change over time?
Nobody is answering the prompt lol. Everyone says all of this shit all the time.
You live long enough to never feel at home. Sure the loneliness sucks or whatever, but who do you root for at the football game?
Having to buy new shoes for the rest of eternity. You know how much work I’ve literally just put into finding shoes that 1) don’t suck and 2) aren’t made with slave labor? It’s impossible. Drives me insane. I’d found my own shoe company once I become immortal rich just to fix that problem alone. Maybe other stuff too we’ll get there
I suppose on that note: it seems like a really bad idea to become a public figure after a while. Like you obviously don’t want your immortality found out. You have to have like illuminati power before that point though, but it could happen at any time. Like if something happens and you become a news item (i.e. helping someone out and a video goes viral online). Not saying everyone is all that close to going viral, but over a sufficiently long lifespan you’re effectively rolling that dice a lot.
Upsides: You can create a cult where they believe in you as a god, because you will live for eternity.
Everyone else in your life that isn’t immoral (if you’re the only one who is) dies eventually, so every time you make a friend or start a family, you do so knowing that you will have to watch them all die someday.
Wow you’re a real smart one, nobody has ever thought about that. Read the Question in the title again.
If we’re talking magical immortality, as in you can’t die, at all. Then the fact that however much enjoyment and experiences you get while the universe still exist, it will be followed by an infinite stretch of nothing after the heat death of the universe.
Then again, you have billions of years to come up with a solution to this problem.
Then there are options:
- You find a solution. Great!
- You do not find a solution, but spend whatever time is left in the universe working on it, and then spend infinite time in darkness. Not great.
Kind of a gamble :D
I think the estimates are much, much longer until that happens.
Having to keep creating fake identities to prevent people and governments from finding out that you’re immortal. That would be a massive pain in the butt, especially in a world where mass surveillance of the population is common.
This would just be an occasional nuisance I reckon. You’d get pretty good at it. Just like all the other mundane things we have to do in our mortal lives.
What I meant is that it would get more and more difficult with more mass surveillance. Think about it, in 1950 it would take relatively little effort to fake an identity by inserting fake documents into a few physical cabinets. In 2000, cyber security was so weak that hacking to some government agency to modify their databases would be relatively simple. Now it would require advanced social engineering, and is extremely risky, and on top of that, they have a lot of mass surveillance.
If we assume everything will have a biometric database, you’ll have to find ways to change your fingerprints and face every few decades.
Over an long enough duration, you are guaranteed to be caught.
Unless you have a lot of money to rely on I don’t even know if it’s reliably possible right now. You’re basically in the same situation as an undocumented immigrant.
And the more times you do it, it’s like playing a Russian roulette over and over again, you’ll eventually be caught.