They say that’s good… to wake up.
Do they say anything about what it’s like to wake up anxious, depressed, bipolar, or with schizophrenia?
No, I guess not.
I see so many people who thrive in their lives in areas I cannot touch.
There are a lot of outwardly successful people out there, and I wonder as you get to know them, if they are happy?
Are you happy for that matter?
For many years, I’ve thought, what exactly does being happy constitute?
Does it mean, no more pain, of any kind?
And, what I come up with is that, life, in all its wonder, is a sham.
None of us asked to be born. Not a one.
We were born out of selfish desires.
And, that, to me, is where I draw the line regarding having my own family.
I will not have or adopt children, even though I’d probably do better as a parent than most.
But I could not raise a child in the manner that said child would deserve to be brought up.
It’s all very interesting and highly speculative.
Where do you fall on the spectrum of having or adopting kids? Do you have any kids? Do you plan to have or adopt some?