The question is itself a testimony of free will. It exemplifies our ability to ask questions, examine choices, make decisions and take action; thereby making us accountable for the cause and effect of the choices we make.
In the absence of absolute proof that there is an omnipotent being who predetermined everything; in the absence of absolute proof that we are but an atom in the tight weave of an Unity that expands and regroups itself cyclically; and/or, in the absence of substantial reading to over complicate the topic, we can only go by what we can be certain of.
That is, that we are fully responsible for our actions and that whatever happens onto us only alters the choices we are able to make moving forward.
Choosing freewill over fatalism was liberating.
Fatalism seems to me to be a detached and far too comfortable approach to life. It’s almost the diabolus* of the non-believing mind. The logic onto which blame (own or otherwise) can be diverted in order to attain happiness.
Our capacity to use tools and lay blame elsewhere defines us… If only we could do so wisely.
*The ‘thrown across’.