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Most people eventually decide they need to think about the Big Questions, but there seems to be something about depression that can urge people into thinking An Awful Lot about the Big Questions. Perhaps it's because everything can feel so meaningless that we end up wondering about the meaning of things. Grace: "A good friend of mine went through a period in her late teens where she just stopped trying to do much of anything. We talked in a park late at night, and she was sort of dancing around, yelling at the universe, because she didn't know what life meant. She said she felt paralyzed because she couldn't go up to someone and demand that they explain why she had been born, why the world existed, why there was or wasn't a god. After awhile, I asked her, 'And once you knew, what would you do then that's different from what you do now?'" "She had no answer. She said she'd never thought about it before. I said it didn't really matter what we know. Knowledge of the cosmos doesn't bring great change. Whether or not you know why God decided that humans should eat, you still have to eat."
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