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Imagine all your basic needs are covered: housing, food, healthcare, and so on. You don't need to work for a living anymore. What would you do with your time?

I know this might sound like a bit of a dreamy question, but it's been on my mind lately, especially as I see so many people working tirelessly day and night. Perhaps it's time for us to slow down and reflect on what truly matters. I'd love to hear your thoughts on this!

The universe kinda becomes like a god. All that energy and vibe stuff is like a way of praying. It's all about faith, not really backed by evidence.

It's like how I see thunder, so there must be a god of thunder. In this case, seeing vibration and energy (like in String Theory, which still hasn't been proven) makes me think there's gotta be some deeper meaning and that it can make my wishes come true.

And of course, there are people out there selling books, spreading fake news, and posing as manifesting professors just to cash in on others' ignorance.

But hey, for a lot of people, it's just a way to find hope and relax a bit through positive thinking, focusing on their goals and planning things out. So I'm not trying to bash "believers", just sharing a shower thought.

I'm 24 and dealing with high blood pressure. I've seen five doctors, had countless tests, and they all say the same thing: "Take these pills and try to reduce pressure in your life." It's as though my blood pressure and heart rate have minds of their own, fluctuating freely without any reason.

For the past six months, I've felt like I'm on borrowed time. Every morning, I gulp down my pills, hoping I won't have a stroke or end up disabled. Once, I dared to think I was better and skipped my meds for two days. Unfortunately, on day three, my blood pressure shot up over 150, bringing me crashing back to reality.

I'm not an nihilist, I'm the opposite of that. But facing my own mortality every second of life has hit me hard. Maybe I'm just like a "24 years old kid" tasting life's bitterness for the first time. I hate to compare myself with others, but seeing friends partying, doing drugs, and sipping coffee just makes me hate this fate of mine even more.

I'm an artist, I studied music and wrote lots of songs (only keep them for myself, not trying to be a celebrity or anything like that...), and music has always been my escape. Lately, though, my songs have been pretty dark.

I'm sharing my story not for sympathy, but to connect with anyone else who's going through a same journey in their life. If you've been there and made it out, please tell me how you did it. Any advice, hobby, or habit would help! And if you're still stuck in the trenches like me, just know you're not alone.

P/S: This post has been improved by ChatGPT since I'm not confident in my English.