Do you feel it?
I feel it, almost every day, and sometimes so intensely that it literally wakes me up in a cold sweat at 2 in the morning, just to toss and turn for the next 3 hours, like a pig on a spit.
That damnably frustrating anguish about so many things: the "what ifs," the "could have beens, "the should I have...??"
On the one hand, as an ex-JW, I can, and do, easily find a certain satisfaction in saying to myself "It was that god-damned religion in which I was raised."
On the other hand, all of the "wordly" people I've known, and many of whom I still know, demonstrate the very same frustrations.
Perhaps our struggles run a bit deeper? Perhaps we should accept more responsibility for our own actions on our own selves?
Or, maybe it's just some utterly inevitable consequence of our evolution?
Heck, who knows?
Craigster (in a sorta-contemplative mood)