useless?

I have become a bit fatalistic and apathetic. In approaching most problems in my life I apply the following process:
1. Figure it would've happened anyway, no matter what I did about it.
2. Figure what I do won't actually change anything.
3. Figure it's not that big of a deal anyway.

Problem solved.

Works fine for me, but what about when my friends ask for help with their problems? (I'm a listener). I have no advice for them other than to get over it as soon as you can and move on. Tends to not be satisfying for them. So I have become useless in solving my friends problems. Oh well, they only have problems because they're not following my excellent process outlined above. lol.

who are we

I have changed quite a bit over the tumultuous years of high school and college. That's no surprise; the experiences, freedom, and changes of setting associated with college are bound to be packaged with some changes in personality and outlook. However, when I look back at how different a person I was just a few years ago, I can't help but worry if I have changed in some negative way. Maybe I have strayed from the "the real me" and become something fake--something "not me". The problem with worrying about this is that I feel just as "me" now as I did then. So have I discovered the "true me" just recently or did I lose the "real me" years ago? Is there any way to even tell? I am beginning to believe there isn't a "true me" to live up to. Despite the almost polar changes I have been through, paradoxically, it all was real and it all was me. I am not supposed to be anybody, I just am-who-I-am right now, today, in this very moment.

how very postmodern of me

I can never seem to hold to any worldview for very long. I always discover a new one that's way better than the one I have now. I get fired up about this new way of looking at the world and read its books and visit its websites but the same thing inevitably happens. I discover its flaws, inconsistencies, and limitations and I am back to where I started: looking for a new perspective. This process has affected my religion, my beliefs about my earthly purpose, how I relate to others, what I base my morals on, and the list continues. I wonder if I will ever settle on a consistent perspective. Probably not. Probably better to assume that all outlooks are flawed and do not explain everything. Of course the classic argument applies: is the assumption that "all outlooks are flawed" itself a flawed outlook? Frustrating.

SO as a result I have abandoned some of the things I have believed for so long. Too many paradoxes to get around, too many inconsistencies. Until I can figure out how to slow my appetite for new worldviews you might as well indulge me. If you have a perspective about the world you want to share, by all means, tell it to me. I'd love to hear it.