I love hearing inspiring stories like this. I’d be lying if I said I didn’t feel at least a small amount of hope. But each time I hear one, it also hurts a little bit. I feel a little bit jealous.
It sounds crazy to say I’m jealous, but when I’ve felt so shitty for so long, I just want it to all go away.
Then, at the exact same time it makes me feel even worse because I don’t know who I am. I am 28 years old and I have no idea who I am. I’ve been depressed and anxious for basically my entire life and I don’t know who I am without that in my life.
I’ve been struggling lately feeling like I have no place in this world. I want to feel like I have some sort of purpose, a reason why I’m here, but I don’t have a single clue what it is, or if a reason even exists. I feel like I have accomplished nothing of significance in my life so far, and I don’t see anything on the horizon, except more pain.
All I want is for my purpose to become clear so I feel like I actually have something to fight for.