Okay, so I’ve been on this whole “meaning of life” kick lately. You know, the big questions. And it led me down a rabbit hole of existential psychology. I figured, why not dive into some books on the topic? So, that’s what I did.
First, I hit up my local bookstore, just to see what they had. I browsed the psychology section, feeling a little overwhelmed, to be honest. So many books, so little time! I grabbed a few that looked interesting, based on their titles and back covers. You know, judging a book by its cover – sometimes it works!
My Reading Journey
- I started with “Man’s Search for Meaning” by Viktor Frankl. I read some of the reviews, and was very insteresting.
Everyone says it’s a classic, and for good reason. It’s a heavy read, talking about Frankl’s experiences in concentration camps, but it’s also incredibly inspiring. The whole idea of finding meaning even in the darkest of times? Powerful stuff.
- Next, I picked up something by Irvin Yalom, probably “Existential Psychotherapy.” He’s a big name in this field, and I wanted to get a sense of his writing. It’s more textbook-y, but still pretty engaging. I’m still working my way through it, to be honest. It’s dense!
- I also found a few lesser-known books, just by browsing online forums and seeing what people recommended. One was called “The Denial of Death” by Ernest Becker. That one really got me thinking about how our fear of death shapes, well, everything.
Reflections
Honestly, it’s been a bit of a rollercoaster. Some of these books are really depressing, but in a thought-provoking way. It’s not like they give you all the answers, but they definitely make you question things. I’m still processing it all, to be honest. It’s not light reading, that’s for sure. But I’m glad I started this journey. It feels like I’m exploring some really important questions, even if I don’t have all the answers yet. And who knows, maybe I never will. But the process of asking feels worthwhile.
