I always thought I was a reincarnation kin but I’m more and more worried it’s just a mental coping thing, which totally invalidates its worth and existence for me, and also because I have a soulbond and if I’m just ‘making it up’, then he isn’t real and none of this matters. I’m so unhappy. Why can’t I just believe? I have the same issues with religion. Logically, it’s all comforting rubbish, isn’t it? It’s just a pretty lie. I can hardly bear that. Why bother with a pointless, empty, dry life?

Anon, we all go through periods of disbelief, and they can be crushing. I know how you feel, because I’ve been in that position before, thinking, ‘maybe I am just making it all up’. 

I don’t think you or I are ‘making it up’, anon, and even if we were, there is no way to prove it. What you have to look at, is instead, the impact that it has on your life. Its clear that being kin and soulbonding are important to you. If they were suddenly gone, there would be an impact on you. That impact is real, not a lie.

I also want to say that life may seem pointless, empty and dry, especially compared to your kin life, but it won’t always be that way. My whole life was pretty hellish, until I was about 24 or so, and things finally started to turn around. Everything that’s happened since then has been worth slogging through the first 24 years. Don’t give up yet, anon. You’ll get there.