From Existential Dread to Personal Fulfillment

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I've been consuming a lot of content regarding the cosmos, including blogs about travel, family life, and food, as well as posts about how the big bang happened, how everything started, and how long ago it all happened. I'm not sure about you, but that gave me a really negative sense of purpose in life. I am, in fact, once again confused by life, just like everyone else. More often than you might imagine, I struggle, feel disoriented, and get depressed.

I've always had a tendency to overstress myself. I usually woke up thinking, "I have no idea what I'm doing or what's going on." At times, even though I knew the solution, it wasn't entirely clear. I'm having trouble trusting people right now. I had phony friends for a long time, therefore this is my opinion. And sure, I know that this has happened to a lot of other individuals. But at least now I know how to deal with them. To be really honest, I don't give a damn about them anymore. I know how to handle confusion and stress via reading. These recommendations, which I used, are occasionally helpful.

There's nothing wrong with staying still while you're feeling disoriented and confused. Most of us swing from one extreme of totally ignoring our problems to the other, constantly striving for better (perfectionism is exhausting in this sense). Perhaps I am like this. This is who I am. As a result, whenever you feel lost or confused, stop and slow down. Everything will work out OK. This becomes your mantra when anxiety of the lost and confused kind is stalking you. But a lot of self-help books say it's better to face reality than to wish for a perfect world. Accepting things that are unacceptable will make you okay.

Alright, I will now be honest. After writing everything I have here, I still don't feel any better. I'm still upset and concerned. I'm concerned about my financial situation because I have a lot of bills to pay and work in a horrible atmosphere with some really horrible coworkers. Alright, let's go back to my first claim on the universe. The cosmos is quite large. Humanity is just a blip on the cosmic radar. This got me thinking about how fleeting life is. For the little time we have left in this universe, what should we do?

It's common advice to pursue one's passions without concern for anything, least of all what other people might think. This will ease the burden of daily living. On the other hand, what would you actually do if you were free of the constraints and were not concerned with the opinions of others? I guess I'll just have to carry on with my dismal yet occasionally funny life. Frankly, I'm becoming less of an issue. I would pick everything that brings me happiness and contentment.