This is a phase.

All the suffering around me, all the anxiety and stress and contained anger remind me of RG Veda's characters and their perceptions of fate and God.

Keeping it hopeful and light, though. I know we'll eventually laugh about all this after and realize that it didn't require this much of suffering, it didn't require this great deal of negative attention, it didn't require this much unhealthy analysis or dark expections or insane self-centering.

It wasn't worth all this and in the end, we'll laugh about it.