You've found me!
If you've randomly found this website, you're probably asking the same questions that I often find myself asking.
That age-old question: what's the point of it all?
I used to be all brave, not even fearing the big "D" word -death. I acted like I got it all figured out. But somewhere down the line, something must have happened.
I started asking questions. Like, why's that person being so rude to me? Why do people like to talk about themselves so much? Why do I even care so much about pleasing other people? Why do I struggle to say No? Why are people so entitled? Am I really that person I portray myself as? Why do I distinguish between immaturity and maturity? Why do I differentiate between shallowness and sensibility? Why do I get what I need to do to be better, but end up slacking on actually doing it? Because I'm human? But, why???
Why do we even come into this world just to, well, check out eventually?
What happens after this life?
I've got my own theories now, gathered from a handful of books I've skimmed through, from online videos and podcasts, real-life stories from people I've crossed paths with, and well, a gut feeling.
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What I hold now
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Nobody's got this life thing all figured out. And even if you meet people who exude an "I've got it all figured out" vibe, it's often best to let them be. Sometimes, it's wiser to play along and chuckle - agreeing on the surface doesn't mean you have to buy the whole package.
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I've also started doubting the voices in my head that claim to know what others talk about me. There's a 50-50 chance they're way off so I've been reminding myself to opt for the higher road instead.
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People can be so darn different and it's no one's fault - it all comes down to upbringing and life experiences. My truth may not be their truth. The irony? I've often judged others for their rudeness, self-entitlement and the way they demand respect. I've come to realize that I've got a bit of that monster in me too.
Wanaka, New Zealand
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It has been quite a relief to understand myself better now. I am tired of being everybody's favourite. But I'll be honest, I haven't completely mastered it yet. The ups and downs are still there, and sometimes it still gets the best of me. I've turned to podcasts to save me from sleepless nights, feeding my brain with the kind of content that truly charges my soul.
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And life after death? I wish I knew. I'm sorry, I do not have the answer. But trust me, you're not the only one asking this question.
Nobody has got it all figured out, so do yourself a favor and stop trying to crack the code. It gets very exhausting.
Instead, live. Live your life. Move forward, keep exploring this world. Help as much people as you can. Spread love, spread kindness. For now, that's the purpose I find in our existence.
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Wait...did we just crack the code??
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Oh boy, life is, as they say, a beautiful mess.