We are so fragile

Human life is so fragile. Every day we walk on thin ice of a bottomless abyss that can crumble at any moment. And I'm not just talking about world cataclysms. At any moment America could declare war on some country perhaps. And if China decides to take revenge on all countries for what was done to it in the 19th century? It has enough power to do it today. (And wasn't the covid pandemic something on those lines, actually? 🤔)
But that's not what I'm talking about. I'm not talking about an asteroid approaching the Earth either, or the receding sea waters from the shores in recent times, the unceasing earthquakes and all the upheavals in the bowels of the Earth caused by mindless human intervention. I'm not even talking about things I've mentioned before here, like the possibilities of coming or not coming back home every single day, crossing the threshold of your house, going to work, the possibilities of being kidnapped, a tree falling on your car while driving in the capital, or a suicidal person falling on you, jumping from a high floor of a building while you're walking on the sidewalk... There are so many opportunities for a person's life to be ended in the most absurd way possible. But that's not exactly what I mean. I mean how fragile the human soul is and how easily it can lead a life down, so imperceptibly, so irreversibly and so quickly.

In recent months, even years, I have often asked myself where the fine line between sanity and insanity is, when one crosses it, what are the reasons for it, and when one crosses it, will one notice it or will only the people around. One does not realize how thin this line is and how many factors are lurking around every single person to awaken and manifest in their life the most unpleasant things.
Every single sad event in a person's life can trigger depression, which, untreated or treated, can lead to thousands of consequences - obesity, alcoholism, drug addiction, all kinds of addictions, all kinds of mental and physical disorders. A person can become an addict even if he survives an operation with bad consequences, if he cannot cope with the pain. At any moment, so many unforeseen things can happen that can literally collapse your life in a very short time. Because addiction... don't tell me now that this is curable. I believe that a person cannot be cured of an addiction, regardless of how they got there. They just replace it with another one. Just like people try to quit smoking with nicotine patches - they just substitute one for the other.

I talk about addictions because basically, in my opinion, it's a way of survival on this planet. Everyone grabs onto something, some even more than is "normal", just to survive. Will it be cigarettes, alcohol, food, fitness, running, dangerous sports, even reading books, or anything you are passionate about, football, chess, collecting stamps, your favorite band, watching movies and series, supporting one party or another, one country or another... These are all means of survival, not just hobbies and leisure activities. Even traveling is like that. Fishing, gambling, etc. everything can be put under a common denominator on this playground called Earth, where the game called Life is played and it is so difficult and so "slippery".

Then something happens, something big or small, the playing field tilts and there's no going back.
A person loses his job, or breaks up with his love, or gets sick with something that the doctors in his country can't handle, or can't find the right doctor in the region he lives in, (you know why I'm giving you exactly this as an example because it's real, and it happens every day, at least here), a person can't recover from an operation, even a routine one, I know of such cases, even suicide attempts after waking up from anesthesia and what not. Anyone's life can be ruined by so many things that we can't even imagine. I always think of that Englishman, an English teacher, who finds himself homeless on the street in Spain when his health deteriorates after, I guess, a series of unforeseen events in his life. Maybe it wasn't until I read about him that I realized that countless things can happen to any person to ruin their life. And this applies not only to underdeveloped countries like Bulgaria, where, in general, a person is left to survive alone, without any external support.
I don't want to depress anyone with these insights, I just think they are useful in understanding the big picture or just in our relationships with people. Every person is a composite of all the ups and downs of their lives, and at any moment their luck, if any, can fail them and everything can go downhill. This also applies to ourselves. We are so fragile.

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	Soul's Detour is a project started by me years ago when I had a blog about historical and not so popular tourist destinations in Eastern Belgium, West Germany and Luxembourg. Nowadays, this blog no longer exists, but I'm still here - passionate about architecture, art and mysteries and eager to share my discoveries and point of view with you.

Personally, I am a sensitive soul with a strong sense of justice.
Traveling and photography are my greatest passions.
Sounds trivial to you?
No, it's not trivial. Because I still love to travel to not so famous destinations.🗺️
Of course, the current situation does not allow me to do this, but I still find a way to satisfy my hunger for knowledge, new places, beauty and art.
Sometimes you can find the most amazing things even in the backyard of your house.😊🧐🧭|