"I live by the words of Viktor Frankl: since pain, guilt, and
death are inevitable the key is to make them work for you; use pain to
make yourself more compassionate, guilt as a resolve to become the person you want
to be, and death as provocation to cherish life."
I don't know how many of you are familiar with Frankl, but he was an Austrian neurologist/psychiatrist that survived the Holocaust. Other than that and the fact that he wrote Man's Search for Meaning, I don't know much more about him. If you're curious here you go. I know, I know random useless things. Actually, there was this girl that called me out on it because they didn't know what those people that kill animals and stuff them are called and I walked by, overheard them, and said taxidermist. "...wow, how did you know that...?" Cue awkward laughter and stealthy escape route.
Here's mine:
Through these years I’ve come to realize that the world is a
horrible place filled with horrible people that I’m forced to interact with and
that happiness is a pragmatically impossible rarity, but that doesn’t mean that
it doesn’t exist, so life is about finding things, whether it be people or objects,
that make me happy in order to displace or negate the iniquity of the world.
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