I’ve read is that life is what you make of it. Live each day to its best. If you are unhappy it’s because you aren’t grabbing the bull by the horns and enjoying life. That you are in charge of your destiny and all that nonsense. Except, none of that is true.
I have questioned many times how much I am living and how much I am just alive. I fear that, because it won’t happen for me (and I’m pretty much certain of it at this point) that I may be alive for a very long time but I will never know what it’s like to live.