Hi, I wanted to reply to your other post here:

I feel like an idiot for being so troubled, though. That's an interesting idea though, "learning to die". what does it mean?

I found myself remembering a whole bunch of "harsh truths" I've found myself reading lately: you're not special, your suffering doesn't make you special, who are you to act like you're special or different or like you matter? We all struggle in life, your suffering doesn't entitle you to love, to self-expression, to anything. Well then, what am I supposed to do with myself? How am I allowed to behave? I find myself recalling this a lot just as I'm lapsing into my own success fantasies, or watching some show with all the usual tropes of special powers, missions and junk. You know, specialness. That thing no one has.

I guess it's because I think a lot about having a really interesting life and doing cool stuff - of improving myself to be someone "special", different, interesting. I'm prone to inner drama but, as I think about these "truths"...do I have the right to that? I'm no one, who am I to be so narcissistic as to dramatize my feelings, to think of myself like the hero of a novel or something equally subjective and, admittedly, self-glorifying? Who am I to strive towards anything? I mean, I want to be someone who stands out, who is special...

Yeah, this probably ties into this nonsense.

EXACTLY! But everyone has such different ideas, how do you know who's right? With criticism coming from almost every direction, how is it possible to accommodate all of it?