Do you believe there is an afterlife?
Yes.
If so, how do you justify/prove/believe in it?
I can't prove either way. I think we exist physically (bound by time and space), mentally (not bound by time, space, or the laws of physics), and spiritually (not bound by time, space, or the laws of physics). I'm sure you can think of people who spend far too much time in at least one of those realms.
If not, how do you live day-to-day without completely breaking down?
I believe in God. Without that, I think I would either give up and live gratuitously self-indulgent, or go on a shooting rampage (which is probably the same thing).
I still struggle a lot with the whole purpose of life thing, and I think I'm not alone on that one. My recent thoughts are that our physical existence is more a training ground for the hereafter. Life is intended to get you thinking and acting in a mentally-and-spirtually-minded sense so that when you finally kick off the oxygen habit, you are actually ready for whatever is out there.
If life is, in fact, a training ground, then the pain and suffering you experience is more palatable, if it could be that.
I also think we hang on to life more dearly than we need to. I'm not saying I don't value life - I'm saying that if we are, as I theorize, ~more~ than just physical beings, then the short time we exist on this physically governed, linear-timed earth really isn't all that much, and isn't the be-all-end-all of who we are or who we could be. Maybe there is more.
If I'm wrong, and we all just return to dust, then all this really doesn't matter, does it? In the mean time, if it brings me peace, and if it brings you peace, then maybe we can get through this miserable life thing a bit easier.
Going through some personal stuff with the imminent arrival of Javelin Jr, and I'm told it's normal.
When I held my first kid in my arms, life seemed so incredible, so miraculous, so bigger-than-evolution, I wondered how anyone could hold their own baby and think there is no God. Right now he's 6, and sometimes I want to punch him in the esophagus. Soon he'll be a teenager.... Still, though, I think life is a miracle. None of this existence really makes sense.
Thanks for the discussion, I may be reading this at 2AM if I don't sleep... again.
Journal your thoughts in writing. It helps your brain think you've "dealt with it" and it will let it go. Otherwise you continue "circular reasoning" and you stew on the same thoughts over and over again.
I brought some religion into this, but my theories are not that of the church I attend. I haven't been ex-communicated or burned at the stake yet, but I do get some eyes rolling when I start philosophizing about my ideas. Y'all are allowed to believe whatever it is you want to believe.