I asked God “why do I suffer?”, and He said “because you have the capacity for it.”
I think this is the truth.
My particular way is not easy. I don’t know if there are other, easier ways, but I haven’t found them yet.
I do seem to have a capacity to enter into hard places, and survive. I don’t know why I don’t die. I don’t know why I am still alive. But I am, and my work continues.