What hurts the most
10 months ago
is that I don’t know what I would like to do in my life. I feel like I’m a leaf in the wind. Is it normal not to have a spark…something to think of, something to look forward to?
I feel that I’m living my life without me. What am I saying? This is not living, this is simply existing. There are many barriers that I have to break. I want to find that THING that could make me feel alive.
Until recently I thought that marriage and a child would make me happy. Now I don’t know what to think…I hope life means more than that. What am I afraid of? Failure, sacrifices, choosing the hard way, not fitting social standards…I don’t know. I only know that my mind is blocked and it doesn’t allow me to step out of my comfort zone.
