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Why do you ask why life is exhausting?
It's not that you're not trying hard enough, nor that you haven't managed your emotions well. Frankly, as a living person, this in itself is heavy.
You come into this world, and everything is already prepared—the era background, social rules, evaluation systems, standards of success. None of these are your scripts, but you have to perform them. You must participate, take responsibility, and be accountable to yourself.
No one ever asks if you agree to play this game, but whether you win or lose, you still have to pay the bill.
There's also a despairing fact: humans are the only animals that know they will die.
This isn't just a philosopher's rambling; it's a real psychological burden. You can't just live in the present—you're always looking back, pondering those regrets; you're also anxious about now, comparing yourself to others; and you're overextending into the future's energy. Your body can rest, but your mind almost never shuts down. The most exhausting part is never the action itself, but that relentless thinking.
Modern society makes things even more extreme. "Just living" is no longer allowed.
You have to prove your worth, that you haven't been eliminated, that you deserve respect. As a result, life becomes a perpetual performance review. You're not just living; you're constantly contributing to a "decent version of life."
The most ironic part is: society tells you that you are free.
But the price of freedom is that you have no excuses. If you make the wrong choice, blame yourself; if you fail, no one will cover for you. Especially for traders, who must make decisions in the face of market fluctuations, and once they do, they must bear the consequences. Freedom doesn't mean ease; instead, it shifts all responsibility onto the individual.
The fundamental paradox is this: life itself is finite, but society, others, and even yourself have an infinite craving for meaning. Especially when that meaning is quantified into money, that sense of helplessness becomes even more suffocating.