What did you look to in life when you felt lost or unsure?

I tried everything you mentioned above. When nothing worked, I just let the wind blow me, let the tide carry me hoping the passing time will clarify things a bit.

@ZEPHYRA Yea, sometimes that works….Other times I feel foolish for not reacting when I had the chance.

I’ve got a pretty good method for learning rapidly. So I sit down and nut out the crux of the problem. Then I learn how to resolve the problem. It may be a bit of a cold, clinical approach, but it is efficient, and it works most times.

Drop back and punt. It pays to take a breather sometimes, and look over a situation a bit.

I agree with @FireMadeFlesh and I don’t think their approach is cold and clinical, it’s sensible. You have to know what the problem is if you’re going to solve it. This is especially true if you’re feeling lost and unsure. You have to identify what’s causing you to feel that, what is in your sphere of control and influence and what is not. Once you’ve worked these things out, you can start to make some decisions about how to respond to the problem. You might find writing things down helps or talking to a trusted friend. This is the process I use to resolve uncertainty and problems.

When I truly feel lost and unsure, I try to talk to someone that I feel very comfortable with, or someone who I feel understands me. When I can’t tell up from down, the last thing I want to do is feel alone since it’s easy for me to spiral down rapidly. I may not take advice from the people I care about, but I’m still always willing to listen to people give it to me, because I know it means they care – and for me, knowing that someone cares is enough to keep my head above water. If you have no one you feel comfortable opening up to, it also might be a good idea to talk to a therapist… which is admittedly something I have not been able to do for myself, but something that I recognize is always an option.

my mentor, Zen monk. And Sangha, whom were also monks but Theravada tradition. I’ve done what I was told. It’s like this you see, “Learn the form and the form will set you free.” -Anon
I am just, Um, usefull. I want to see the end, or other side, but I’m going to ride it out, it’s too darn fun. I’m sleazy, and creepy. But people think I’m nice, nice or crazy.
Currently I’m increasing my reading speed with comprehension, I have no time.
Microwave cold coffee? No no no, I don’t have a minute. Oh dear, an autobiography. Not good.

God.

I’m kind of in that spot now. In the past I could take a more objective approach but right now I’m not finding that possible. Mostly I talk to others (including a therapist) but I’m kind of a tough nut to crack.

@hug_of_war I think the objective approach needs to be balanced with an emotional readiness to accept and implement what it recommends. There’s no point having a logical solution if you’re not emotionally ready to act on it.

At my lowest point, I joined a small Synagogue and found a psychiatrist who was a psychotherapist. A good combo of listening and talking.

I went for a long long time without anyone to talk to or turn to. So long I didn’t even notice the lack of anyone or anything except myself. That’s a lonely feeling.

I looked to myself since there are no others or no other thing that really cuts the mustard for what suits me best.

When my Ex left, I was panicky but I changed some habits and built a new life. I joined a walking group and made lots of new friends and got involved in the local music scene. Friends and a therapist were sources of emotional support. Recently I joined a Unitarian congregation and that has been a help too.

I would look first at the interior of my wallet.

My wife comforts me and drives me on.

My father and I were always very close, and he practically carried me at times. My younger brother and I are even closer, and he keeps me grounded while my wife unit tells me what to do. I am never lost so long as I have my wife to direct me and my brother to vent to.

my family are all precious gems. I’m sedimentary stone.

I tried God and hope but got nothing but damning silence, a growing sense of futility, despair and further uncertainty and doubt.

By losing my faith, I became much more sure of myself, self doubt hasn’t plagued me in any significant way since I came to fully abandon hope and any notion of a God or something more than the life we have. To me – in hindsight, “What would Jesus do?” promotes self doubt and a culture of sheep.

By abandoning the concept of hope, I no longer despaired in life learning it was best to confront and overcome my fears and/or doubts myself rather than waiting for some savior or a fictitious God to guide me.

Some alone space so i can think about life and also advice of my family.