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cherry_berry
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- Dec 25, 2023
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I'm curious, what would your dream life look like? What would you change or do? Whether it be the society, gravity, supernatural, body or love life.
That last part really resonated with me. It's easy to look down on this society, debate and point out all it's shortcomings and fallacies, but there still isn't much any of us can do to actually change it. But still I think you should cut yourself some slack, Joan D'Arc was born in a time before society had all the tools to fine-tune itself. Now, if you tried to start a rebellion or movement encouraging the populace to deviate from the status quo like she did even if it were for the betterment of society, that flame would be snuffed out before it could start smoking.The vast majority of us are too cowardly and self-interested to make a true difference that requires sacrifice. I wish I were better than that, but I'm not.
I was right where you were a few years back. It's such a terrible feeling when you come to such a realization; it seems to cut right through you, hollow you out into an agonized shell. If nothing I desire even does the trick, what will? I don't know the answer to that question either years later. Part of it I suspect is that nothing ever is as good or meaningful as we expect it to be. Another idea is that I was simply depressed to the point that my agony was guaranteed, as if some malevolent deity had flipped a switch out of nowhere just to fuck with me. More hopefully, it may be that your goals are divorced from what you really need and desire out of life. I have changed so much since that day - for better and for worse. I didn't want the life I had then, and I definitely don't now.This question is what haunts me currently. I always dreamed of getting out of my father's house, having my own place, a stable and loving relationship and pets. I achieved that and I feel empty.
I don't know what my purpose in life is, I don't know what I should work towards. I even achieved my dream job and got a 40% salary increase and I'm still empty, miserable and lonely.
When my life was objectively bad it was easier to dream of a better life, that gave me strength. I thought the dream life would fix all my problems but turns out it isn't that simple, it never is. Now that I achieved what I wanted there is nothing left, and what I currently have isn't enough. I'm in a dark hole of loneliness and emptiness while everything around me is objectively good.
The part where you mention goals being divorced from what I need resonated with me. I think that may be my case. Knowing what I need is then another gigantic question to answer.I was right where you were a few years back. It's such a terrible feeling when you come to such a realization; it seems to cut right through you, hollow you out into an agonized shell. If nothing I desire even does the trick, what will? I don't know the answer to that question either years later. Part of it I suspect is that nothing ever is as good or meaningful as we expect it to be. Another idea is that I was simply depressed to the point that my agony was guaranteed, as if some malevolent deity had flipped a switch out of nowhere just to fuck with me. More hopefully, it may be that your goals are divorced from what you really need and desire out of life. I have changed so much since that day - for better and for worse. I didn't want the life I had then, and I definitely don't now.
If I had to take a guess, I would zero in on loneliness as a major contributor. Even if it's not the root cause, it's not overdramatic to call it a silent killer. Human beings are social animals. Most people are wired for social connection because going without it meant death in our evolutionary past.The part where you mention goals being divorced from what I need resonated with me. I think that may be my case. Knowing what I need is then another gigantic question to answer.
I'm sorry you're on a similar boat, I don't wish this on anyone, it is its own special hell.
that's incredibly similar to me...I can't relate to my coworkers, can't make new friends and I am a foreigner. The only actual friend I have is back home...If I had to take a guess, I would zero in on loneliness as a major contributor. Even if it's not the root cause, it's not overdramatic to call it a silent killer. Human beings are social animals. Most people are wired for social connection because going without it meant death in our evolutionary past.
In addition to feeling like I had chosen the wrong career and had become unfulfilled as a result, I also felt very isolated. My colleagues did not understand me or me them. I felt like a foreigner in my own country, and my family was hundreds of miles away.
I'm sorry. I would never be brave enough to take on the challenge of moving to another country. I had a landlady from Iran years ago who struggled with loneliness after she moved to the US. Do you live in a city? I met people through her and meetup groups, which she suggested to me.that's incredibly similar to me...I can't relate to my coworkers, can't make new friends and I am a foreigner. The only actual friend I have is back home...
I know I am extremely lonely and I was proactive and tried to make local friends but there's never a person similar to me in any way... All my friends were always men, I had one girl friend in my life that was similar to me and I lost her. She was my best friend, the only one I ever had...
The new "friends" just see me as an accessory to bring along, it's all so superficial and meaningless. I forced myself to go out and go with their plans but it's not me. I feel so lonely when I'm with them and I feel so lonely every day...