Friday, November 23, 2012 @ 8:00 PM

This feeling of emptiness I've been feeling constantly has opened my mind to wonder what brings other people to life. What is their motivation to get up in the morning, what pulls them through and supplies their strength to endure? Some have nothing but hope; hope they'll succeed with luck, while others have a well-rounded life with everything to support their passions. Many have discovered their talent that will guide them to success, others have found love that brings joy to their heart and something to look forward to, and the remainder have money, endless support from their peers, or ceaseless hope. With these observances, I.. I seem to have nothing. The time I have to discover my talents is coming to an end. I'm running out of time to "experiment" and I'm soon forced to face my greatest fear: to decide my path. I am expected to choose (wisely) who I wish to be and what I hope to contribute to society, but how will I ever be able to contribute when I'm hollow and have nothing to give? There's nothing that brings me to life. The only reason I seem to get up in the morning is because I simply must. There's nothing that brings me great joy or hope, and I'm a massive failure at inspiring myself. Where is my source of hope? The waters of my future seem murky and I am lost at where I should be headed. I'm not sure of anything anymore and I thought I would get a sense of certainty eventually but it's been much too long.. I'm afraid.

No hope is instilled within me. Who knows what will happen to me if I fail to find something soon.