What’s the Point of All This? (Asking for a Soul)

Lately, I’ve been sitting with some of the big questions, the kind that don’t get polite answers.

Why am I here?
What is this life actually about?
Why does so much feel… fake?

Some days, it hits like a quiet ache. Other days it’s a full-on existential scream into the void. You know the one.

Is this a matrix? Is the Earth flat? Did Tartaria exist? Have we been lied to since birth?

And why does no one around us seem to care?

It’s not madness. It’s awakening.

The more crap you see – from family gaslighting to rigged systems to spiritual emptiness, the harder it is to keep pretending that the script we were handed is worth memorizing.

Because spoiler alert:
It’s not.

Life isn’t about the version we’re sold.

It’s not about the mortgage, the mask, the nice-girl role.
It’s not about staying quiet so no one gets uncomfortable.
And it’s definitely not about playing small to make dysfunctional people feel big.

Here’s what I’ve come to believe, not from books or gurus, but from standing in the rubble of illusions and refusing to lie to myself anymore:

Life is about remembering who the hell you are.

Not the person shaped by fear or shame.
But the you beneath the noise. The one who knows when something’s off.
The one who questions everything, even when it makes people uncomfortable.
The one who didn’t come here to follow the rules but to wake up and write a new script.

And yes, sometimes that hurts like hell.

Waking up isn’t peaceful at first. It’s messy. Isolating.
You lose people. You see things you wish you didn’t.
You feel like a misfit in a world obsessed with fitting in.

But it’s not failure.
It’s the beginning.

So what is this life about?

Here’s my working theory:

Waking up from the lies.

Feeling everything, even the hard stuff.

Loving fiercely, even yourself.

Creating something honest.

And maybe most of all, staying human in a world that wants you numb.

If you’re in the fog right now, you’re not lost – you’re crossing over.

And if no one around you is asking the big questions, ask them anyway. The right people will find you in the echo.

You’re not crazy. You’re remembering.

And that’s the whole damn point.