So there must be a reason why we are the way we are. But how do we figure it out? I don't think there exist a one answer fits all for this question..Instead, I think each of us need to initiate their own journey. Perhaps the key is learning more about ourselves. Recently I have learn some things about myself that knocked me out of my feet. I call these moments growing pains and that is exactly what they are: rocks in our shoes that force us to seat down, take the shoe off and check to see what is hurting us. That is the time to ponder. To take a deep breath and think. What am I doing right? What am I doing wrong? What part of this problem do I own? How did .I got where I am and more importantly what do I need to do to get out of this situation? Does that depend only on me?
Yet none of those questions answers my original question: what is my purpose?...to be continue...
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