Have I figured out the meaning of life? When I’m battling major depression, this is what keeps me going.Tweet
As humans, it is in our nature to question our own existence. I mean, really, why are we here? I suspect that the answer is a difficult one for many to uncover. However, I also have my suspicions that there’s more than one answer to this question. Perhaps it’s as individual as humans themselves.
From my perspective. the answer has somewhat come to light over the course of my lifetime. With that said, my answer may not correspond with other people’s definition. Regardless, it bears thinking about. And I thought it might be helpful to share.
The meaning of life, or at least as I understand it, has come to me after continuously battling mental illness. When coupled with my brain’s tendency to be in overdrive nearly every moment of every day, I was bound to reach a conclusion at some point.
How, you ask? Interestingly, I have decided on its meaning, not through a dictionary definition, but rather, the instability that comes with a horrible dread of a depressive episode. Likewise, I posed this question during the more peaceful moments in between.
Truth is, if I had not contemplated the meaning of life both in my darkest hours and at my happiest times, I believe the answer would have eluded me, quite possibly for the remainder of my life.
Firstly, as most people with depression can attest, one is often stuck ruminating over why they are even here in the first place. Similarly, they can often question the point to it all. I know I do; frustratingly so, it occupies my neurocircuitry whenever I suffer a bout of major depression.
The beauty of this darkness? I actively seek to answer the question: what’s life’s purpose?
This question often crosses my mind organically, no matter my mental state and thankfully, I’ve come up with a conclusion that I think many may agree with.
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So, without further ado, here goes nothing: Have I figured out the meaning of life?
“Humans have a beautiful ability to connect to one another in a very significant form of kindness.
At its core is a little thing called Love. This emotion, with the strength of gravity, pulls us towards those whom we have a “Humans have a beautiful ability to connect to one another in a very significant form of kindness, and deep affinity for.
But connection and love are more than just mere feelings. They are natural survival mechanisms that have allowed humanity to form families and social networks. Because of it, we have survived for thousands of years.
Because its strength is so strong, so undeniable, it is the very essence for life itself.”
I believe that this is the formula for the meaning of life. Love, connection and unity equal stronger, longer and more robust relationships. In my view, this is a beautiful gift.
Think of it: when we have this formula going for us, we are much less likely to feel lonely and isolated. Personally, I find that when I do a gratefulness inventory, my episodes of depression seem to be shorter.
Finally, while I know firsthand that major depression can feel really lonely and isolating, I also know that I do have many strong connections and thus many reasons to ride the wave of mental illness. The people I have in my life are truly amazing! So, have I figured out the meaning of life? You decide.