That makes a lot of sense, apophenia. When I was first getting depressed, there was no rhyme and reason to it. I couldn't make sense of anything I was feeling, nor could I justify why I felt that way. It wasn't until I experienced a real tragedy that sent me spiraling into a very deep depression that I became resolved to learn and benefit from that experience. Essentially, I was a pessimist determined to become an optimist.
Even if the open windows of science at first make us shiver after the cozy indoor warmth of traditional humanizing myths, in the end the fresh air brings vigor, and the great spaces have a splendor of their own - Bertrand Russell
