You know what the hardest part is life is?
It is to accept the fact that you're living the life someone's is struggling to get.
Everytime I think about it, it makes me realize how ungrateful I'm being, the guilt make me shrink but despite my guilty conscience my inability to do anything is the worst part.
What is this scarcity I face in my life full of abundance? Do I even deserve this life? What is it that I seek to achieve? What am I suppose to do? What's my purpose of life? What's my passion? Do I have something I like about myself? Am I good at anything?
The number of questions in my head multiples everyday and I don't know how to start seeking the answer.