Yeah. The indifference of the universe is perfectly manageable. It's the indifference of people that broke me... I'm starting to question every principle I've ever had.
Perhaps many of us are indifferent because that is our default, and there is no reason we were "meant to" survive this long. If the universe's age scaled down was the length of a human lifetime, we almost went extinct the day before yesterday[1].
Beyond at least that moment, we are very lucky to still be around. There is nothing about us that is special against the vast indifference of the universe. While we may feel special ourselves, against our own atomic understanding of our surroundings, we are not, and that gap could very well be a primary source of our suffering.
That said, it does not stop me from enjoying my time here in this beautiful place and, as Camus put it, raging against the absurdity.
1: https://www.scientificamerican.com/article/human-ancestors-n...