As a typical 20-somethinger, I have always looked at technology like the blessing that it is. Instant communication. Instant information. Instant connectivity with people who are half the world away.
As a typical 20-somethinger who is facing the standard questions that follow closely in the wake of growing up, this technology almost morphs into a curse. When you are asking yourself questions like: “what is the point of life?” The last thing you want or need to encounter is a list of the up and coming doomsday scenarios. I’m just now venturing into the meaning of life, and I’m already faced with the end of it? It makes for a quick trip into an existential crisis. But it doesn’t stop there. Soon, as you’re embarking on the journey to recover from that existential crisis that has been induced, you’re now faced with conspiracy theories, doomsday preppers, uneducated and unfounded opinions…the list goes on. Soon, amongst the mass of google searches and panic attacks, you realize: you don’t feel better. Will you ever feel better?
I wish I had the answer to that. Right now I’m in the middle of this swirl of confusion and chaos. Wondering what’s real and what’s fake. Who’s lying and who’s not. Google is my enemy and my salvation rolled into one. In this day and age, google has turned into the WebMD of current events. It doesn’t matter the what, who, where, when, or why. The outcome is all the same: war, death, destruction, economic collapse.
But every so often, I will find a gem out there. Someone who, amongst all of the chaos and darkness, is so full of love and compassion for everything and everyone that for a moment you are pulled out of the depths of despair and you can breathe again.
I’m looking to be that gem for someone out there. So that someone knows that they’re not alone. I’m not licensed in anything other than being alive. I have no medical degree. I’m not a psychologist. I have no authority over anything in this world except for my own life path. I will not be able to diagnose or treat anyone. But I do know that there are people out there who feel what I do. Who worry like I do. And who care like I do.
I’m hoping to help. I will talk about the things that are on my mind. The things that may or may not be on other peoples minds. I will talk with everyone until there is nothing left to say.
This Is my call into the universe that everyone matters. Everyone has a voice. And this one will be my story. Hopefully someone out there benefits.
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