Every problem, in theory, contains its own solution.
But when no way out seems to appear, perhaps the true obstacle is not the problem itself, but our perspective—too narrow, too afraid of what a genuine solution might demand.
This belief in the solvability of every difficulty stems from a rational optimism: a problem that has no solution is no longer a problem—it is a sentence.
And yet, there is a subtle paradox: can you not find the way out? Perhaps you are not really looking.
Or, more insidiously, you may have grown fond of your problem. You nurture it, excuse it, even give it a name. And in return, it settles beside you like a grateful guest.
In the end, the world is not overflowing with problems—it is people who have become experts at adopting them.
The earthquake? Too late. The traffic? You should have invented teleportation.
The existential crisis? Maybe it is just philosophical laziness.
And yes, even problems know when they are no longer welcome.
But as long as you treat them with affection, they will never leave.