I’m not serious about doing anything right now, even though with every day that passes, I swear I get closer and more and more desperate and despondent. I feel like a poser, posting this right now because of that, but every time I write this in my own personal journal, I feel like I’m shouting into a void. I just need someone to hear this right now.
Anyone who knows anything will tell you that I have had a good life. Objectively, I have never wanted for money, for shelter, for food, for love, for intelligence, for beauty, for anything.
So why do I feel this way? Especially when for so long I could feel nothing at all?
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It’s nothing you can explain. It’s a first world problem – it has no premise for existing, it just does. You know, without thinking about it, that there are people in the world far, FAR worse off than you; and that’s what you have to concentrate on. If you make yourself aware that you’ve no reason to feel the way you do, you can will it away.
Thank you for your advice. But doing that just puts me at a further disconnect from myself, which just makes me feel worse.
It is only when we lose “everything”, that we are free to do “anything”
Comparisons to those who are worse off just aint no comfort, everybody’s pain & suffering is all that they know, subjectively at least.
Maybe you should start searching for things that actually matter, you probably subconsciously feel as though you deserve all the best? , so walk the spiritual path before it is too late,
because if not all that will remain will be your hollow corpse laying face down in that utter nothingness you are speaking about,,
the meaning of existence.. is to D E F Y the emptiness. !