Born in the year 1973. I have had many years of reflection. I have found nothing that could explain this reality, and I find no comfort in the explanations humans find comfort in. God is no comfort. Therefore I agonize over what I really am in this reality that any God threw me in without warning. At my age life has lost is taste, it's texture, it's excitement. It's all become dull and a grind that can not be remedied by some sales person, or whatever. I don't want to say anymore.
i have never seen much of what we call religion in the Bible…and i also dont know why i started with that

but i did mean to get to the part where there is a kind of remedy for that, that most “Christians” never embark upon, as near as i can tell, only you wouldnt much like it i guess; perform the sending of the seventy, basically. And where it says “two” go out, understand that you are taking two with you anyway, as you are divided.
I did this literally at right about your age, ended up being ten years, and lemme tell you, nothing went according to plan, the passage about it made no sense at the time, and yet it gave me a newfound joy and appreciation of what i now experience every day, even though i do still have to die daily, and can also easily fall back into dysphoria—but now i can quickly walk out, whereas before i would just go get high or something. Im ten years behind you, if you slow down ill catch up :)
you have hot and cold running water, right? hard to see how that might be a problem, huh
i tell ya man, when you have got picked up in a car by a transformer, and you are now wondering if you are going to live to see sunrise, your weltschmerz disappears right quick! lol
best wishes