I've been thinking about this for a bit. Our universe might be the most depressing setting physically imaginable, there's no magic (or at least no widely available not heavily frowned upon magic), no other intelligent species, we only live for 120 years at most but most of us die at 80 or so, our country is ran by pedophile elites and no one even cares, we don't even know how our world is made and we kill eachother over it, your value as a person is decided by how much paper you have, our lives suck so much we make up other realities and look at screens all day to cope with just how perfectly catered our framework for modern day life is to being the most unfufilling menial tedious painful task possible. I don't want to be a misanthropist, I don't want to be negative, I don't want to be a nihilist, I want to see the good in life, I want to see the good in people, but it's just not there, there is nothing. My life is an endless string of pain and suffering occasionally broken up by short-lived dopamine highs and indifference. No one shares my interests, beliefs, hobbies, taste in music or humor. No one loves me for who I am. God has either completely abandoned us or wants us to suffer