Title mostly.
I’m doing fine right now, had an argument with my brother but overall I got my path forward ironed out, but I can’t shake the feeling that all of what I do is just some pathological need to stumble forward into what I’m supposed to do but rather than actually being a meaningful calling or direction.
Maybe I’m just depressed.
I think often about it. To me there’s the life that happens to you, and it’s not necessarily a life that you want or choose. I think most people accept what life brings them, and are largely passive observers of their life. Its not some innate thing like “NPC” language implies - but I think our society is built on people not being too active in choosing their own destiny. for those of us who have “destinies” and circumstances that are contra to our own desires, there is a dysphoria present.
Overcoming the inertia of life and the expectations present at every level of lived life isn’t easy - at times it demands lurching into uncertainty, danger, and facing the unknown in a way that humans get conditioned to avoid at most costs. But I think I would personally rather die than submit to the mediocrities on offer for my compliance with late capitalism. It’s too much of a spiritual death, a soul death, to bear. There is true living and love for life where finding a destiny we can all abide.
I don’t have specific answers, but i know the feeling and i know that comporting myself to the influences of the world as it is fucking sucks and is loser behavior