Over the years, I have been incredibly grateful for the articles posted on this website. They shook up much debate within me and created a desperate search for truth.
However recently, this search has ultimately lead me to a state of deep confusion. Not due to the articles, but just within myself. I can't tell what's real from what's false. I cannot tell the difference between right and wrong. It feels as if God is simply a tool I use to address whatever I don't know. I cannot tell with certainty...anything. I don't know why I exist. I don't even know who this 'I' that is asking the question is.
The person I can relate to most would probably be Abraham in the Quran when he asked God to confirm in his heart his existence; yet I feel as if I would not even qualify for a 'confirmation' as opposed to an outright truth.
This deep state of despondence and utter lack of any kind of certainty is really having a massive effect on me. Where I live, I can see people living their lives as if this question of existence has no importance to them whatsoever. If I ask anyone this question, I get responded to with laughs or a strict rebuttal that I should not be thinking about such things. Yet, it still deeply and profoundly impacts me each time no one listens.
I would love it if anyone could offer any guidance and help me with sincerity.
Kind regards,
Winged Bird
However recently, this search has ultimately lead me to a state of deep confusion. Not due to the articles, but just within myself. I can't tell what's real from what's false. I cannot tell the difference between right and wrong. It feels as if God is simply a tool I use to address whatever I don't know. I cannot tell with certainty...anything. I don't know why I exist. I don't even know who this 'I' that is asking the question is.
The person I can relate to most would probably be Abraham in the Quran when he asked God to confirm in his heart his existence; yet I feel as if I would not even qualify for a 'confirmation' as opposed to an outright truth.
This deep state of despondence and utter lack of any kind of certainty is really having a massive effect on me. Where I live, I can see people living their lives as if this question of existence has no importance to them whatsoever. If I ask anyone this question, I get responded to with laughs or a strict rebuttal that I should not be thinking about such things. Yet, it still deeply and profoundly impacts me each time no one listens.
I would love it if anyone could offer any guidance and help me with sincerity.
Kind regards,
Winged Bird