I have been reading a few philosophers for a while now. I dont recall the reason that made me interested in reading philosophy for the first time. I am reading this book named " The art of living" which is a summary of teachings of the greek philopher Epictetus. This little section in the book put my reasons for reading philosophy very nicely.
" We become philosophers to discover what is really true and what is merely the accidental result of flawed reasoning, recklessly acquired erroneous judgements, well intentioned but misguided teachings of parents and teachers, and unexamined acculturation. Philosphy's purpose is to illuminate the ways our soul has been infected by unsound beliefs, untrained tumultous desires, and the dubious life choices and preferences that are unworthy of us.
Philosophy calls us when we have reached the end of our rope. The insistent feeling that something is not right with our lives and the longing to be restored to our better selves will not go away. Our fears of death and being alone, our confusion about love and sex, and our sense of impotence in the face of our anger and our outsized ambitions bring us to ask our first sincere philosphical questions.
Philosphy's remedy is the unblinking excavation of the faulty and specious premises on which we base our lives and our personal identity."
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