I think sometimes that our world is a horror, and others might accuse me of being soft since I have never been in combat or experienced chattel slavery or witnessed massacres.
What do you think of just facing the general horror of existence?
It's like Schopenhauer wrote, when we are reminded how others suffer far more than we do, this is meant as a consolation, but he said this is in no way a consoling thought, and I agree.
Maybe one of the things we find so offensive in Nietzsche is his suggestion that we must become hard.
It amazes me that one who develops a depressive outlook on life is considered somehow damaged or deranged, when in actuality, it could very well be a understandable assessment of our predicament.
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