purpose. Mostly because my purpose for the last 16 years of my life was to be a student. Go to school. Study for tests. Do your homework.
Make good grades. Pass your exams. Then repeat all of this the following year.That is what I did. That is what I was supposed to do.Since graduating college, I’ve developed this new emotion or feeling, you may call it, that I’ve never experienced up until this moment.I recall recently lying on my bed, engulfed by the darkness of my room, my eyes burning and cheeks wet with tears as the same thought tumbled repetitively in my mind: “What the hell am I doing?”Up until graduation, I had felt like myself and the people around me were in a constant balance.Read more on thoughtcatalog.com