I remember learning the term "existential crisis" long before I ever experienced it. Then after floundering mentally for a long time, I suddenly connected the t

I remember learning the term "existential crisis" long before I ever experienced it. Then after floundering mentally for a long time, I suddenly connected the two, and the realization that so many other people throughout history have had the same exact feeling - so much so that there's a term for it which is almost a cliche - made me feel a lot better for some reason. I decided to accept the Douglas Adams perspective: In an infinite universe, an infinite number of seemingly improbable things will inevitably happen, including a random number of particles ejected from astronomical explosions collecting together in one spot in such a way and for just enough time to create life as we know it, and for some of that life to think, "Why am I here?", before entropy rips all of it apart again a cosmic blink later. We exist because in an infinite universe, all things that can happen will happen, including you. There's even a universe in which a god did in fact create everything... which is an interesting question: How do we know if we're in that universe or not?