Beginnings are never easy. How do you know where these things begin? You may believe that it all began when you met her, but how sure are you about that moment? Are you sure that is where it began?
There could have been something before. Something either done, or not done, which brought about this thing you see as the beginning. There is a possibility that even something else brought about those moments that you regard as the beginning.
It could even be - as they say - that your whole life was leading up to that moment. You could trace each possibility back - if your memory is good enough - to the events preceding it. In fact, why stop at your birth?
After all, the fact that it was you that were born, and not some other putative sibling of yours, is another chance possibility. You owe your existence only to that particular coupling of your parents. If that event had happened differently it would not be you here now - not this particular you anyway. If fact, would it be a you at all, or would it be someone else entirely.
The only thing you have to understand is that life is a series of accidents, some fortunate, some unfortunate and most of which will always lie outside your ability to influence or control. There are no gods, or other such forces, either, no such thing as destiny or fate.
You can – of course – regard this as proof that life is meaningless and futile, or you can step out into a world filled with endless possibility where nothing is fixed or certain. In the end it is up to you which you choose, the end will always be the same, but how you get there could be so very different.
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