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Many times, I thought I understand the world better than I did yesterday. I thought if I did, it’ll help me to better relate to others, but I was fooling myself.
I know it’s humanly impossible to grasp even the slightest idea of how the world works (even though I always try), so the only way to find meaning behind our existence is through the details: its complex inhabitants that is us humans – us as a collective, us as individuals.
My nature tends to look at the outside world in its totality and try to understand it so I can adjust myself accordingly, when instead I should be glancing inward more than I speculate the outside. Since extraverting is a huge source of my stress, given an extended period of time, this constant adjusting always becomes a problem.
For the born-extraverts, it’s usually the other way around.
You thought you know yourself well enough to relate better with the world than before, but you’re only fooling yourself. Because truth is, when you zoom in from the world at large, you yourself as a human being is one of the greatest mysteries in your life.