It has often occurred to me that some lives are not meant to get better, in spite of the lies to the contrary that is spewed. If that weren’t true I wouldn’t have been stuck in this tragic rut for so long. Still hoping for a miracle to prove me wrong.
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Truer words were never spoken. I hate when people tell me it’ll get better and I have to try harder and all that bullshit. That just makes me feel like it’s my fault.
It’s kind of an interesting question. Causality and free will and such.
I guess it comes down to: do you believe it is possible to deliberately make your life worse?
I would argue it is. You could embark on a crystal meth habit. Or move to Syria.
If you believe that, then surely it must be equally possible to make your life better? Not necessarily easy, perhaps, but possible?
I think suffering is a part of life.. somehow I have to come to terms with this. The question is what is the point of your suffering and can it have a greater purpose than we can see?
I agree with this. I have been depressed and anxious since I was 7. Surely something would have happened in a span of 13 years if it was meant to get better for me. I don’t know. I’ve found some hope recently, but there is still that voice in the back of my head repeating the 2nd and 3rd sentences of this reply.