Life is a difficult journey. And in this journey, victory in the struggle for happiness is humanities common aspiration. And I am losing - for now.
At the age of 26, I’ve lost all my beliefs of happiness, of dreams, and of love. From outside though, I am seen “to have it all”. I have an Ivy league degree, 100K+ paying job, comfortable apartment, a beautiful girl who is also a great friend, decent health, and a loving family. I am grateful for all that, however it doesn’t change the fact that the treadmill I’ve been running on in life didn’t bring me happiness. Recently, when I stopped running on the treadmill I’ve been put on, it hit me all at once. Next promotion, first million, marriage, children - or whatever it is that I should desire next, was not going to bring me any happiness. Pandora’s box was opened and I didn’t know how go forward.
Thus the existentialist depression of my life has started. I found myself in search for a direction in my life, a passion to follow, a love to pursue. In this journey of getting to know myself, I turned to people of wisdom and as I found inspiration I decided not to keep it to myself. Because I know I’m not alone in this journey, comrade.