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Why do I feel so Empty, bored and unfulfilled like something is missing, like I want something more like there's this giant hole inside me. Want to fill the hole?
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Why do I feel so empty? bored, unfulfilled, like something is missing, like I want something more
Like theres this giant, bottomless, infinite hole inside me.
So I try to fill it with all kinds of JUNK, to make it go away.
but these don't work, they give me a quick high, but it doesnât last, leaving me frustrated, addicted, and wanting more
So I think, maybe its me - maybe i'm the problem. I need to be bigger, better, smarter, funnier, better looking.
So I build myself up, on the outside, into some PERSON that I donât even know, that donât even like, and on the inside, I beat myself down, sometimes severely, and I feel more empty.
Then I think: Maybe If I get my shit together and have the perfect job, with the perfect life, and the perfect money, and all the perfect shiny things I've ever wanted, that will fill the hole.
So I work, and I work, and I work, and I work, But these things never work out the way we want, and now I got to deal with dead dreams and feeling like a failure.
And even if they do work out, and I make it to the top and get all the things I always thought would make me happy, when I get there, I look around and I say, now what? Something's still missing.
Time passes, the emptiness has been sitting, festering, fermenting, farting, becoming toxic, and it changes me, making me, bitter, critical, and self-centered, and i blame everyone and everything around me for not fulfilling me.
and I go from job to job, relationship to relationship, place to place, leaving a real path of, cheeriness along the way.
Ultimately, Im tired, I'm done searching, I just donât care, and I give up trying to solve the mystery of the hole, and just deal with it.
I'm perfectly fine going back to stringing together enough distractions and stimulations to get me through, keeping me MODERATELY SATISFIED, until the day I die.
Of course, on the outside, no one would ever know, everything appears to be going exactly how I wanted it to go, exactly how I planned it to go.
A big success, the perfect facade.
But on the inside, I'm all alone, and I groan. Quietly.
The truth is, I can have all the pleasure, wealth, success, admiration, and all the good things in all the world, but they're not gonna fill the hole because,
they're just not big enough.
The hole is bottomless, endless, infinite, these are all limited, ending, finite, and only the infinite can fill the infinite.
So what is it? What's big enough? What's bottomless, endless, unlimited, infinite?
Why do I feel so empty?
because we're made for fullness, and only God is fullness. |