tautomer
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I am requesting any and all for advice, opinions, help, or even just thoughts on this. I am at a sort of impass, and sitting on a fence that I must fall off before it ends me.
I grew up in a world of magic, mystic, and spirituality. A few years after my birth, my mom awoke and began to explore spiritual practices. Tarot, astrology, myth, spirit, etc. Many new age persuits. I was taught these, and from a young age saw what she saw, and believed what she believed. It explained so much, brought richness to the world around me, and helped foster a very close bond between me and her that still persists today. We are closer to each other than perhaps anyone else we know.
In recent years though, my spiritual view has... collapsed, for lack of a better term. I am a scientist by trade. I am working on a PhD in chemistry. I'm constantly around the scientific world, scientific thought, and since high school I have learned to think critically. It's paramount to what I do, and it has brought me so much clarity to understanding how science, life, and people all work. There is logic behind it all. I have a never-ending quest to seek the truth, the universal whole behind everything. Break down every mirror, glass window, smoke screen, and leave nothing altered or warped from what really is.
In the past year and a half or so (around the time I moved to Oregon), my spiritual sides have been shred to ribbons by my mind. Very little has survived, and I have clung to only small bits for my own safety. I didn't set out to cut everything, it just happened upon my observation. It mostly started when after I moved to Oregon, things failed to gel in my life like the normally have. I came out here under intense stress and I felt it was largely due to that. In hindsight I did reject a few entry points I should have taken. Something just felt missing. I was over-focusing on the real world to fix bad habits I had in years prior. After a few months I fell apart because I wasn't finding much happiness or friendship. I assumed it was a product of grad school which is largely normal.
It was also during this time that I started paying much closer attention to the state of the world, and in particular the atrocities of extremist theological beliefs and they damage they were causing. I was attempting to understand how they really can come to believe this, be so blinded to reason, and be so hurtful. I paid close attention to what belief, and faith is. What it means to make a claim, and how the claim maker has the burden of proof. It was then that I realized... all of my spiritual beliefs failed it too. I couldn't prove it, any of it. It all failed. Any explanation I offered up failed standard rules of logic (and I mean literal, formal logic). Anything and all could be explained by a rational reason that surmized to fit far better than anything spiritual.
I drifted a lot from my spirituality. Synchronicities meant little anymore. I couldn't explain many of them, but by satistics, things can appear to be beyond coincidence on the small scale. Energy and feeling were meerly emotional excitations one has in a moment. We feel it is something greater because we evolved to have those feelings. They're ingrained within us from evolution and the basis of survival. The list goes on and on and on. Nearly everything can and does have a rational explanation behind it. I denied much of it at first, but as time grew on, I took it on more. Those with atheist thought always seemed correct and factual to me; they made sense, and I couldn't hide from it further. In my desire to find truth and honesty, I found it, and I deeply did not like what I have found and learned. It confounded me greatly how so many of them were at such peace with this. I was not finding that peace.
I have been depressed for a long time now, largely since this began many months ago. In the past two months however, it has reached a fever pitch. through recent conversations this is at it's core. This lack of spirituality to me is what's causing this depression, and it's only getting worse. Why? Because life has lost it's magic. Life has grown inexorably harder, harsher, and so less forgiving. If there is no divine order, then my how lucky I have been so far. Too lucky. I have seen how absolutely painfully unforgiving my work has been in chemistry. I have no external help, nothing to save me if I fall. In the past I felt I have, but it was just sheer dumb luck. That will not last forever, and I fear satistics are taking over and it is running out. Those I know who are spiritual could be placing false hope into absolutely nothing, and godallmighty what pain they are going to feel when things don't work out, and I so badly don't want them to feel that. Everything has become dark, bleak, and just...dead. Devoid of life.
I want to go back to my spirituality. I feel that I can't though. I can't unlearn logic though. It quite literally can't be beat, and my mind is a steal trap. It can not forget something just because it doesn't like it. I have seen what strong faith can do to people. Some are fine, but some turn into unwavering fanatics. I can not and will not become that. I can't allow myself. Yet, that seems like it is required for the magic of life to return. I constantly question, and the logic of, what if is ever permeating within me. What if this is wrong? There is so much, too much contingent within faith, and I will always see it.
I'm reaching a point though, where I have to back to faith and spirituality. I feel it is killing me. My motivation, will, energy, drive, everything is slowly dying. There have been too many nights I have gone to bed and do not want to wake up. I genuinely just want to die. End it. If this is all there is, and life is just suffering, why on earth would I want to keep living? I'm having such a hard time seeing what good is on the horizion in the long term if I remain logical and realistic. It truly makes me feel, what is the point? I haven't been able to garner happiness from nearly anything for almost a year now. I may feel it in the moment, but the second I stop, I return back to that low level baseline. It's like I never experienced happiness with what I had done in the first place. The only reason I have still held on to threads of my spirituality, is because it keeps me alive. The fear of, if there IS something else, suicide would doom me to repeat it all. So I go on with exsistence.
How do I get back? How do I get spirituality back? I so desprately and badly want to to be real. I, in many ways, NEED it to be real. I need to be able to communicate with the unseen world around me. Use it to aid in my motions in the right direction. Connect with it, help aid others in the right direction, and ultimately be happy. There's just, so much factually wrong with it, so much wrong information. So many individuals who are wrong, fanatics, or just blinded to reason. I don't know what is right.
I need my spirituality, I need truth, and I need happiness. I need all of them to EXIST. To actually be. I just fear that it is literally impossible for someone like me, someone with a mind like I have, to have all of these.
If you have any advice, opinions or thoughts, please share. I am getting desperate, because with each day it gets harder and harder to move forward. If things keep up par with the course it's been on, I may only have a few years left in me, and I must do something to stop that.
P.S. I attached my natal chart as I know some may request it as refrence anyway.
I am requesting any and all for advice, opinions, help, or even just thoughts on this. I am at a sort of impass, and sitting on a fence that I must fall off before it ends me.
I grew up in a world of magic, mystic, and spirituality. A few years after my birth, my mom awoke and began to explore spiritual practices. Tarot, astrology, myth, spirit, etc. Many new age persuits. I was taught these, and from a young age saw what she saw, and believed what she believed. It explained so much, brought richness to the world around me, and helped foster a very close bond between me and her that still persists today. We are closer to each other than perhaps anyone else we know.
In recent years though, my spiritual view has... collapsed, for lack of a better term. I am a scientist by trade. I am working on a PhD in chemistry. I'm constantly around the scientific world, scientific thought, and since high school I have learned to think critically. It's paramount to what I do, and it has brought me so much clarity to understanding how science, life, and people all work. There is logic behind it all. I have a never-ending quest to seek the truth, the universal whole behind everything. Break down every mirror, glass window, smoke screen, and leave nothing altered or warped from what really is.
In the past year and a half or so (around the time I moved to Oregon), my spiritual sides have been shred to ribbons by my mind. Very little has survived, and I have clung to only small bits for my own safety. I didn't set out to cut everything, it just happened upon my observation. It mostly started when after I moved to Oregon, things failed to gel in my life like the normally have. I came out here under intense stress and I felt it was largely due to that. In hindsight I did reject a few entry points I should have taken. Something just felt missing. I was over-focusing on the real world to fix bad habits I had in years prior. After a few months I fell apart because I wasn't finding much happiness or friendship. I assumed it was a product of grad school which is largely normal.
It was also during this time that I started paying much closer attention to the state of the world, and in particular the atrocities of extremist theological beliefs and they damage they were causing. I was attempting to understand how they really can come to believe this, be so blinded to reason, and be so hurtful. I paid close attention to what belief, and faith is. What it means to make a claim, and how the claim maker has the burden of proof. It was then that I realized... all of my spiritual beliefs failed it too. I couldn't prove it, any of it. It all failed. Any explanation I offered up failed standard rules of logic (and I mean literal, formal logic). Anything and all could be explained by a rational reason that surmized to fit far better than anything spiritual.
I drifted a lot from my spirituality. Synchronicities meant little anymore. I couldn't explain many of them, but by satistics, things can appear to be beyond coincidence on the small scale. Energy and feeling were meerly emotional excitations one has in a moment. We feel it is something greater because we evolved to have those feelings. They're ingrained within us from evolution and the basis of survival. The list goes on and on and on. Nearly everything can and does have a rational explanation behind it. I denied much of it at first, but as time grew on, I took it on more. Those with atheist thought always seemed correct and factual to me; they made sense, and I couldn't hide from it further. In my desire to find truth and honesty, I found it, and I deeply did not like what I have found and learned. It confounded me greatly how so many of them were at such peace with this. I was not finding that peace.
I have been depressed for a long time now, largely since this began many months ago. In the past two months however, it has reached a fever pitch. through recent conversations this is at it's core. This lack of spirituality to me is what's causing this depression, and it's only getting worse. Why? Because life has lost it's magic. Life has grown inexorably harder, harsher, and so less forgiving. If there is no divine order, then my how lucky I have been so far. Too lucky. I have seen how absolutely painfully unforgiving my work has been in chemistry. I have no external help, nothing to save me if I fall. In the past I felt I have, but it was just sheer dumb luck. That will not last forever, and I fear satistics are taking over and it is running out. Those I know who are spiritual could be placing false hope into absolutely nothing, and godallmighty what pain they are going to feel when things don't work out, and I so badly don't want them to feel that. Everything has become dark, bleak, and just...dead. Devoid of life.
I want to go back to my spirituality. I feel that I can't though. I can't unlearn logic though. It quite literally can't be beat, and my mind is a steal trap. It can not forget something just because it doesn't like it. I have seen what strong faith can do to people. Some are fine, but some turn into unwavering fanatics. I can not and will not become that. I can't allow myself. Yet, that seems like it is required for the magic of life to return. I constantly question, and the logic of, what if is ever permeating within me. What if this is wrong? There is so much, too much contingent within faith, and I will always see it.
I'm reaching a point though, where I have to back to faith and spirituality. I feel it is killing me. My motivation, will, energy, drive, everything is slowly dying. There have been too many nights I have gone to bed and do not want to wake up. I genuinely just want to die. End it. If this is all there is, and life is just suffering, why on earth would I want to keep living? I'm having such a hard time seeing what good is on the horizion in the long term if I remain logical and realistic. It truly makes me feel, what is the point? I haven't been able to garner happiness from nearly anything for almost a year now. I may feel it in the moment, but the second I stop, I return back to that low level baseline. It's like I never experienced happiness with what I had done in the first place. The only reason I have still held on to threads of my spirituality, is because it keeps me alive. The fear of, if there IS something else, suicide would doom me to repeat it all. So I go on with exsistence.
How do I get back? How do I get spirituality back? I so desprately and badly want to to be real. I, in many ways, NEED it to be real. I need to be able to communicate with the unseen world around me. Use it to aid in my motions in the right direction. Connect with it, help aid others in the right direction, and ultimately be happy. There's just, so much factually wrong with it, so much wrong information. So many individuals who are wrong, fanatics, or just blinded to reason. I don't know what is right.
I need my spirituality, I need truth, and I need happiness. I need all of them to EXIST. To actually be. I just fear that it is literally impossible for someone like me, someone with a mind like I have, to have all of these.
If you have any advice, opinions or thoughts, please share. I am getting desperate, because with each day it gets harder and harder to move forward. If things keep up par with the course it's been on, I may only have a few years left in me, and I must do something to stop that.
P.S. I attached my natal chart as I know some may request it as refrence anyway.