If Nothing Is Wrong, Then What Matters?
What if right and wrong didn’t exist? What if morality was just a story we tell ourselves to feel safe?
I just finished reading a book titled “Dear Killer” by Katherine Ewell and it asks the question:
-What does it means to live in a world where actions are neither good or bad
- If right and wrong don’t exist, what holds us back from doing anything?
Moral annihilism asks this brutal question and it's terrifying because it strips life down to choices without consequence, guilt, or justice. Suddenly, every action, every decision, feels weightless.
We like to think our morals guide us, but what if they're just illusions? And if they are, how do we measure the value of anything we do?
I closed this book- ‘Dear Killer’ asking myself: if no one is watching, and no one judges, what would I do?
And if even I don't judge, does anything I do matter?
The question feels less theoretical and more personal. If nothing is wrong, meaning becomes a matter of choice, not what’s allowed, but what I can live with afterward.
If no one is judging and no one should be, the question isn’t “What can I do?” It’s “Who am I when nothing stops me?”