Why must we suffer? And why does it seem like it’s all in vain? I am beginning to think that my own suffering is surely in vain; it doesn’t make me a stronger person or build my character, or give me any new insight. Â It simply sucks the life from me like a parasite. If I knew somehow that I had a future, a real chance, perhaps I could push through.
I wonder how many of us would be able to make it through if we just had something (or someone) to validate our existence on this earth–– to just validate our suffering, and to tell us that it’s not in vain, and that we are meaningful in all of our imperfection and misery.
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I too have looked for a reason for our suffering. Never found it. I found many of the causes but no real reason or benefit. There are people who strongly believe that suffering has a reason and that ultimately good can come of it. But I have found that only a few, very few, benefit from their own suffering. I am not one of the few.
As for people who personally validate our existence I find they seem to grow weary of this function after a while. Some people write books or make speeches about the validity our lives and experiences but somehow their credibility seems short lived and their teachings become hollow after a brief time.
I agree. Sometimes I wonder if this is all just a big cosmic joke, and whoever is pulling the strings must be having a helluva good laugh at our expense.