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  I stepped out of myself today. I just stood there, a silent ghost, watching my own body move through the heavy ache of living. It broke something inside my mind to see it from the outside to look into my own eyes and feel the absolute, hollow emptiness staring back. I used to hold onto things. I used to have hope. But I watched it drain out of me, until there was nothing left but space. I am so light now. So fragile, like dry autumn leaves. If the wind were to catch me right now, it would carry me away, drift me across the sky, and drop me somewhere so far down that I would never, ever want to come back. There is a strange regret in being this hollow. I watched my body beg for sleep, pleading for the dark to just turn off the noise. But sleep is no longer a requirement for this life. The clock keeps ticking, but the rest never comes. So I roamed. Endless, heavy nights, walking side by side with my lover. Dark after dark, two shadows chasing a phantom. We were hunting for hope, bu...

How To Find Purpose When Feeling Lost In Your 20's

 

Have you ever felt like no matter how hard you try, you just can’t find your purpose?

 Like everyone else is moving forward while you’re stuck in the same spot?

Trust me, I’ve been there.

I spent the last two weeks trying to carve a new path for myself, even though I knew what I was good at. 

I chose to ignore it, hoping maybe something else would finally click.

We live in a time where it's become normal to have it all figured out. 

If you don't, it feels like you're failing at life. Everywhere you look, your age mates are getting wins, and it makes you question your own journey. 

You start wishing you had their life, their results, their shine.

But here’s the truth: no one posts their struggles, only their success

What nobody tells you about finding your purpose is that... it takes time. 

Sometimes years. And sometimes, your purpose is right in front of you, but you’re too busy running from it because it doesn’t look the way you imagined.

I’ve done that.

I knew what brought me joy. I knew what I was naturally good at. 

But because I wasn’t seeing results fast enough, after six months I gave up. I tried new things that didn’t fit. I felt lost again. 

And eventually, I circled back to the thing I tried to run from.

So I decided to stop fighting it. Because Rome wasn’t built in a day. 

And neither is a life filled with meaning.

If you’re struggling to find your purpose, start with what interests you. 

  1. Think about what excites you even a little. Can it become a job, a project, a service?

And if you feel like you have no interest at all, take a breath.

Life isn’t a race. You don’t have to rush.

You're not behind.

 You're just beginning.

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