I don't understand why things have to be so difficult.
I have a humble dream, nothing as exciting as a human rights lawyer or a ground-breaking surgeon, but still exciting enough for me.

My research isn't going great.
Not getting enough data, and the submission date for my thesis is fast approaching.
About 90% sure this isn't what I want to do for the rest if my life.

Friends and family is still okay, probably the only thing keeping me from going insane.

Not very happy with how I'm going in life.
Guess I have never been satisfied with what I've achieved so far in my life.
I thought I'd be doing greater stuff, contributing more for the society.

What is my purpose in life?
This is a question I never thought I'd ask myself - I used to think it was rather a silly question because no one ever knows that - but now with how things are going, I am wondering what it is that I'm supposed to do.

Is there such thing as a purpose in life?
Or do we just live and try our best because we were born anyway?
Why should I have a purpose? Why would I be worth a purpose?
To have a purpose in life, maybe I should make myself worthy of one.