Lost and not yet found.....

My Dad says that people my age need to have a drive, a fire in them of wanting to do something. While I look through that perspective, it feels like I don’t have any drive or a fire burning in me. But then if I have to take a step back and see for myself, my drive probably is to try to stay alive even though I feel insignificant about my life and to push myself to wake up every single day. Though my drive might not match to what my dad thinks a drive should be, I still think my version deserves its own justice.

Lately, I’ve been feeling so insignificant about my existence, I just don’t know what to do. Am I not doing enough? Am I not pushing myself enough? Or what is it that I’m doing wrong? I have no clue. My anxiety has started to visit my often and at times when there’s no need for me to be anxious. How do I shrug this feeling off? No idea.

I thought I would make it big in life, but if I look at myself now, I just feel like a child lost at a carnival, not knowing how to navigate through the massive crowd that I got myself in. I need to find a way out…..