Where's the end?

Hmmm... well lately I've just been thinking about what is going to happen in my life. I know that this has probably been a big thought in all of your lives at one point or another. Where am I going? How will I get there? Can I make it? These thoughts flood my mind every time I open my eyes in the morning. The feeling that people depend on you is both strengthening and depressing. That people will choose to put faith in you is always a good feeling, but the idea that you might not live up to their expectations is a thought that scares me beyond words. I have always striven to live up to the expectations of others and along the way I feel like I have lost my own aspirations. In my sleep I no longer dream and my only thoughts of the future are as optimistic as a rainy monday morning. What have I given up to find a place where I want to go to? And who am I doing it all for? I feel like there's been something that I've missed in my life and am still unable to grasp. Where is my life leading me and I guess my biggest worry is who I will be with when I reach the end. Will there be someone for me to come home to?

Breaking Point

At some point in everyone's life he reaches his breaking point. The point when you can't take anything more and all you want to do is scream in frustration at everything and nothing at all. At that moment you have expended yourself to the fullest and found that the world is still asking for more and believe me it is the most shitiest feeling ever. The feeling that all you have is not enough. That everything you have won't fix whatever is wrong. That you are unable to do everything you want to by yourself, but don't despair. Life is a mother fucker. It wants you to learn humility. Thus take heart in the fact that not everything is in your control. You aren't the one that makes the sun rise every day. Scream your frustration to the world and get some sleep and tomorrow just pick yourself and try again. We're all human.