Wish we had a nice warm Multiverse

When I was younger, just out of college, full of promise, and really had never had anything bad happen to me,  I fantasized about the Multiverse.

I had always been a bit of a physics dilletante: I read all the popular books about physics and boasted to people that I had actually been able to put my mind around the duality inherent in relativity.   I remember becoming especially enamored by the Multiverse. 

This is a concept that is based in lots of unbelievably esoteric mathematics, but to my simplistic brain, it basically reduced itself to the idea that quantum mechanics doesn't allow for a precise description of where and what a particle is doing at any particular moment, but that there's a cloud of probability around each potential event.  The Multiverse theory says that maybe there's not really a cloud, but that each time the state of a particle can have several different outcomes, the universe splits into different alternate universes where each outcome exists in a separate universe - so an infinite number of universes exist where every single outcome of every single event is the reality of a particular universe.  So there is a universe where Gore won the election, etc.

I began to imagine, when I was 20 and everything in my life was so fucking good, that maybe the way the universe worked was that each individual soul in God's multiverse followed the best possible path - so that in my multiverse I would enjoy the best, most satisfying and enlightened life - for everybody else, maybe a terrible thing would happen to somebody - they would get killed in a car crash, get cancer, something like that, but in the universe where their basic consciousness actually resided they lived to a happy, maybe perfect and eternal life - so that all other beings in your awareness of the world were only shadows of their actual selves, and so the apparent suffering so present in the world was not really being suffered by the souls of the people, and were instead sort of object lessons to intensify your experience of the world.  In their actual universes, they were the ones who were enjoying health, success and happiness.

Wouldn't it be nice. Sadly, the events of the last year have led me to abandon this fantasy - or if its still true, I am a cipher in somebody else's universe... the number of bad things that have happened directly to me or to people really near me seems to make this vision of the multiverse just simply untrue. Now, I guess I still haven't been run over by a truck, or been given a death sentence, but things are rough enough that I can hardly pretend that life is a barrel of roses...