I know, it sounds mad. But I am having a major problem with living in my own skin right now. I have a pretty decent life, I’m decently successful, I have friends that love me, a girlfriend that loves me, family, etc.
To give a little bit of background, I am a Christian that firmly believes in the resurrection but is having trouble with the afterlife. But it is this life I’m trying to be comfortable with. . .
I will be in crowds, in class, in traffic, in a store, everywhere. . . and all I see them as is rotting flesh. I am truly having trouble giving a damn about this life when I know all around us will be dust.
Yes, the dust is millions of years off, but I still care and find myself in despair because of the irrelevance of it all.
I really do need the most serious answers from people that have been here before. I’m not trying to be morbid and I’m not trying to be a “troll.” I ask this question sincerely b/c I see meaninglesness fertilized by the fact all of us will die.