Why do we relate through struggle when the general desire is to be free from it?

It’s fun to share a meme that funnily expresses our particular struggle… 

The mom struggle. 

The misunderstanding of the other sex struggle.

The diet struggle.

The “whatever struggle”.

On the more serious side of things it’s the struggle with anxiety, body image, a particular shared victimhood, the I can’t get my finances together struggle, the I can’t find my partner or purpose struggle, the desire to change xyz about myself, my life and/or my circumstances struggle, etc.

On one hand, we want to be done with the struggle but, on the other hand, we want to relate to others through the shared struggle.

We calibrate to the struggle through our identity with it.

And once we’ve built an identity with something, it actually becomes harder to release ourselves from it.

The prompting question/inquiry is “Who are you without the struggle?” 

What remains when you release an attachment to the struggle?

A vacuum of space opens up.

What will you do with this newfound space…

Will you feed the struggle to fill the space?

Or …

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