The thing is, I don’t do fine. Not in this case. I hate the fact that I have no clue what I’m doing and that I don’t really understand what I’m doing anything for. I’m just going about my life just fine but I have no purpose.
People ask the question “how do you define success” and I can never answer because you have to have a goal or a direction to have some success.
I see all these people, my peers, who are doing something with their time and efforts. People who are smarter than me, and who actually seem to have some clue with what their plans are.
I feel like I’m far behind. I feel less successful. Most of all though, I feel like a fucking loser.