The Neverending Story

Consume. That's the word that comes to mind when I think of how lost and stress ridden my life has become. It's like I put myself in this tunnel of fear and I cannot escape. I am almost crippled by the stress and sadness that I view my life as.

I never knew what it was like to feel lost. I thought people "were just going through a bad time."
You can never fully understand someone's situation unless you have been there yourself.
I've been here, in this maze of confusion for over 2 years now. It seems that progression and change is something that is completely unattainable.

Whenever you think you're on the right path; you get knocked down on your *** and your head starts spinning and your eyes blur everything in sight.
I dropped out of college due to the inability to decide on my major. It's almost like I haven't found my passion in life yet. I do have passions and ambition, but how is a person supposed to choose one thing to do for the rest of their lives? I felt confused, alone, and like a complete outcast every single day of my 2 year college experience. Is this life? Have I lost myself to the point where I'm a whitewashed skeleton with nothing to hold onto?

It's like the saying..."Same sh*t, different day." I really hate that, but it's a great summary of the emotions running through me. This cannot be it...there must be more, but I don't even know where to find it.

Running in the same position, never really going anywhere. There must be a reason for all this. Many successful and happy people had to go through cycles of complete chaos, loss, and confusion to become where they are(or were)?

BrokenFlowers BrokenFlowers
22-25, F
Dec 7, 2012