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When you analyze to much you tend to suck the fun out of life because you add everything up in your mind, think to much and start all these stupid little theories about the reason for this or the reason that is that way and become in essence a slave to reason.
You think you know more than other people and develop a superiority complex. Because you are so sure in yourself you become unreasonable when faced with opposition to any of your ideas or thoughts. And you take anything said against you personally, which in turn makes you angry.
Now with this argumentative nature, and new found short fuse you launch yourself into the world angry, an anger not directed at any one person but all people and all things. Your passions fade as you eke out an unhappy existence. You become what you hate and hate what you become. You drink to dull the pain
and over time start to forget who you are.
And the years pass quickly, old and alone you sit in your rented room staring at the photo of the family that you abandoned and regretting your life, god you want to live it over again, just one chance to do it again but no.
Do you turn to religion to find closure for your wasted life, you’ve never believed in god but this is different now, now you know when you’re going to die opposed to knowing that you were going to die ‘one day’
Then you die, cold, alone, hating the world you just wanted to be part of.
Lesson: Stop overanalyzing before it’s to late.
