Existential Crises

Existential Burnout Do you ever feel like not existing…?! I am not sure whether some people are more inclined and adapted to live a human life effortlessly than others or if the human life really sucks, and I have run out of excuses and reasons to give myself. After losing a sense…

Everything from heaven, hell, and pornography — My biggest argument against religion is the fact that we say God is good. He gave us free will. That’s understood. So why create hell? I never gave consent to be born. So then it’s not free will, is it? Well sure, you can say it’s not. …

Can a sense of impending doom actually make us happier? — A few months ago, I found out that someone I’d known well in high school had passed away very unexpectedly. I was in a state of shock when I heard — it all seemed too horrible to be real. …

I thought I had until my daughter was five years old until she’d ask for a birthday party but, much to my chagrin, she announced her desire for a Frozen themed shindig when she turned three. Dutifully, my husband and I took to Amazon to order all manner of Elsa…

Exploring the Struggles of Identity and Belonging: A Personal Tale of Finding Home in Germany When and how did it become so difficult to talk or write about myself, to articulate my likes and dislikes? It feels as though I’m speaking a foreign language, one that nobody will ever truly…

I’ve struggled to write about this because it meant confronting the dark thoughts haunting me for the past three months. Let’s back up to January of this year… Tunisia’s economy was a mess, political instability became the norm, standards of life were at their lowest, and corruption was still wreaking…

For reference this is the question, I received: “Hey Arnav, I tend to find myself getting into what I describe as “existential crises” like every 2 months or so. I’m curious, any advice on managing them or ways to prevent them?” The first thing, obviously, I have to say, is…

I’m tired today. Just…really damn tired. I’m tired of healing. I’m tired of how much work it takes to keep myself regulated. I’m tired of unpacking and unlearning and processing and contextualizing and reparenting and rewiring my fucking brain. I’m tired of holding space for my emotions. I’m tired of…