I think we need to talk about the unglamorous, pompous, rosy, and fluffy side of spirituality. About the illusions, the deceptions, the false hopes that everything will be alright. We don't become egoless Jedi Masters living normally overnight. It's lonely, often sad, and requires a lot of strength and awareness to endure it. I know it's completely individual, and I wish you all strength from the bottom of my heart, and that sometimes you forget all this crap and live normally when everything becomes a burden.