Are we all fucked?
Are we all fucked?
I'm worried for the world. All I've been thinking about is WW3 and this shit makes me want to vomit. I can't even smoke weed anymore without having a near panic attack. I feel unmotivated. I wake up and immediately just want to go back to bed. I'm not trying to spread fear but the Doomsday clock is 90 seconds till midnight, during the Cuban missile crisis, it was 7 minutes before midnight. Can we just have one day of fucking peace? Can everyone just stop for one day and enjoy one day of peace?
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I've noticed over the last few decades that every time I start worrying about WW3, climate change, solar flares, super volcanos, giant meteors etc. that there's something going on in my personal life that's causing me stress. Something I feel like I have no control over.
I guess my brain doesn't want to admit/deal with my own issues, so I focus on something else, something that feels just as overwhelming.
Working on taming the anxiety itself is quite useful, especially if you can't help the situation you're currently in.
The things that have helped me the most are: meditating (chakra and mindfulness) which has been great at helping me calm down; finding activities that feel meaningful to me; spending time with the people I care about (making the time); and finding beauty and/or amusement in everyday life.
All of these things take practice and time, which might seem useless if you think that the world will end tomorrow. But even if all you can do is one meaningful/fulfilling thing today, then it will improve your day and help make your last day on earth a little better.
Of course chances are good you'll wake up tomorrow, and the next day etc., which means you have even more time to live an even happier life.
Good luck my dude.
In the words of my mother, who:
- survived a brutal civil war in her home country
- survived a husband who didn't let her work and made her entirely dependent on him before ditching her
- survived all her kids turning on her during a messy divorce (read: the kids were brainwashed)
- survived supporting her own mother get steadily weaker and insane before she died
- survived a thankless job in daycare watching her less experienced colleagues get promoted over her
- survived no pension
"All you have is your health, and these tender moments. Everything else is just extra."
Your mother sounds like an amazing woman. I'm sorry to hear everything she (and you and your siblings) had to go through. It takes incredible resolve to survive all that.
As someone who's had poor health their entire life, I can absolutely agree that the 'tender moments' really make life what it is.
Thanks for sharing.
I have a friend who went through throat cancer. Her boyfriend left her, her job isn't great, her rent is high, in her 40s with no kids.
She goes for long walks, does bellydancing, makes her own clothes, and is genuinely one of the most interesting person's I've ever met. Do what makes you happy, kind stranger