I feel like I will never be happy until I find my purpose in life. I am desperately hoping that I will feel happy and fulfilled some day.
But I also think that we are doomed as a civilization and that life is completely meaningless. Whatever I do or don’t do doesn’t matter because when I die, nothing I did will be remembered or will have had any effect on the world anyway.
So why bother?
This paradox keeps me from moving forward in life. I’ve been feeling stuck for years. It s**ks.