I’m lost with myself. I’m not sure who I am. I have programmed myself. Who am I? I don’t trust my feelings. My mind is inconsistent. My intuition is unguided.
I feel like I’m running a routine. I’m in purgatory.
There is nothing new and bright and exciting. I wanna curl up in a ball and hide. I smile and smile and say hi and ask questions and get to know people. I am totally lost with myself. What do I want to do. Money. Relationships. Certainty.
This society is bogus. I need to escape. Or I wanna own it. I wish my thoughts were whole.
William Dare 
I believe that this exactly divides people into two categories.Those that create meaning and succeed and those that can’t. The factor affecting all of this: hard harddddd work