That’s the word that describes me today. It’s a deep inner struggle for meaning. An existential crisis in nature. A noogenic neurosis, as Viktor Frankl would say.
No one can help me with this. I have to find meaning for my own soul deep within myself.
I know this state. It’s not the first time I’ve experienced it.
This too shell pass as parable says. I just won’t be the same afterwards.
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