I think you have to believe there is more than one way for you to be happy. It may not be true, but believing the alternative is unbearable.
Hey people out there who follow me for some unknown reason! How ya doing? TGIF, amirite?
So I don’t know what ages or stages of life you’re all in, but man, I had a shitty, frustrating, demoralizing day at work. And, I guess I’m asking the void if it’s just me who is having this much trouble, or is it everyone and I just feel like it’s only me because I’ve only ever been me and our limited conscious experience inevitably leads to self-involvement?
What did y’all want to be when you grew up? Did you get there? Are you still trying? Did you give up on your dreams? If so, when and why? Do you regret it or did something else just as good but unforeseen come along?