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ghu_123
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- Mar 15, 2023
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What prompt me to start posting here was a crisis that happened in my work place. I work an insurance job that sucks my soul and I hate myself for it. I keep making mistakes because I have adhd and that always puts me in position that I don't know how to handle.
While the crisis is not necessarily resolved, the worst of it had passed, and I'm starting to feel more relieved about the whole the thing. But I noticed that I'm still implicitly pissed, angry and frustrated and I couldn't figure out why.
The reason was simple. What drove me to feel angry when the crisis had happened is still not resolved, i wasn't angry because of the crisis per say, the crisis was but a trigger to deeper kind of anger and that is the fact I'm living a bullshit meaningless life that I can't seem to change.
What is making me more angry is the fact I'm accepting the meaningless existence and I'm adapting to it. To summarize my existence, it's a continuous cycle between some kind of crisis and a meaningless break. I have few things to be excited about like powerlifting and guitar playing. But the dread of my existential crisis leaves me completely drained. Sometimes I wish that I didn't discover those things so it becomes easier for me to be alone with my existential angst without any distraction. That way I could make the final step towards freedom.
While the crisis is not necessarily resolved, the worst of it had passed, and I'm starting to feel more relieved about the whole the thing. But I noticed that I'm still implicitly pissed, angry and frustrated and I couldn't figure out why.
The reason was simple. What drove me to feel angry when the crisis had happened is still not resolved, i wasn't angry because of the crisis per say, the crisis was but a trigger to deeper kind of anger and that is the fact I'm living a bullshit meaningless life that I can't seem to change.
What is making me more angry is the fact I'm accepting the meaningless existence and I'm adapting to it. To summarize my existence, it's a continuous cycle between some kind of crisis and a meaningless break. I have few things to be excited about like powerlifting and guitar playing. But the dread of my existential crisis leaves me completely drained. Sometimes I wish that I didn't discover those things so it becomes easier for me to be alone with my existential angst without any distraction. That way I could make the final step towards freedom.