I realize that I was meant to struggle because I am strong enough to handle it.
If everybody accepted the fact that they were destined to struggle from birth to death, everyone would be better off. Capitalism has just fogged our destiny, but it has always been there, this is not a new concept.
Whether we like it or not, we are all victims of reality, anyone who disagrees is delusional about their own mortality. Accepting destiny or the struggle does not make anybody a victim, however, it allows us to keep on trucking, no matter what ends up happening.
I wish people would stop trying to escape struggle. It is kind of strange actually…going through life struggling not to struggle. The jokes on you. Humanity’s greatest laugh of all.
Although, by accepting the definiteness of your struggle, you are enlightened yet cursed.
Enlightened because you can see all the possibilities your struggle can take you; cursed because these possibilities overwhelm you to numbness. The desire to pursue one possibility over another forms a cloud of regret over your head–raining all over you.
I guess the question you have to ask yourself is, “Do I want to accept my struggle?”
By accepting struggle you allow yourself to move beyond the trivial and ominous path of the fanatical happiness, and finality of loneliness that shelters you from the fear of living.