What the f*ck is the purpose of life?!

I’ve been hammering and hammering away at this question to the point that it’s hard for me to even live life without thinking about my purpose.

I’m in that weird transition stage. That quarter life crisis stage. That stage that is made up of “oh shit(s)”, and “well damn(s)”, normally followed by a “now what?!”

My AC breaks — “Well damn, now what?” My mountain of student loans is brewing an avalanche from hell to plow me over next month — “Oh shit, now what?” I’m at a job that I wanted but don’t desire to be at — “Well damn, now what?” I move away from the homes and people that I loved for 23 years, “Well damn, now what?” I lose touch with old friends and relationships. It’s a weird spot to be in one’s life… 23 years old.

Fresh out of college. Life is good. I’ve got everything I could ask for right now that I need. Everything I went into college looking for, I got. It was hard, it was fun, it was scary, it was a roller coaster.

But even after 5 years of college and 23 years of life, I still don’t know my purpose! :’’’l

Every minute I sit hunched over my company given laptop at my comfy desk for 8 hours a day doing the same monotonous task, is 8 hours I could be spending fixing a problem the world has. Don’t get me wrong, I love the company I work for, I’m really thankful for my job. I really don’t have much to complain about.

So why, in the back of my head, is there always a nagging voice asking me “what are you meant to be doing?” After 23 years and I still don’t know what I love and what I’m interested in pursuing as a career.

In this start up age, us millennials get to be told by people that are just a few years older than us that everything is possible, and that if you are not doing what you love, you are wasting your time. QUIT your day job!

What?! Who the hell are you?

If I have to hear Vaynerchuck tell me to quit my job and work 20 hours a day to find my passion one more time…. [and! Can’t forget the subtle shame statement he makes for those that second guess that one size fits all suggestion]

I like Gary, I have a lot of respect for him, and a lot of other entrepreneurs, but please, chill out. You’re stressing us all out!! I’m 23 years old! I shouldn’t be thinking about why I am not reading my favorite blog or working on my first company every time I sit down to watch Netflix.

It’s killing us!

The pressure to have it all figured out, it’s simply too much. In a world where divorce is rampid, and Kim Kardashian posts about her amazingly easy and fake life every day on Instagram (along with everybody else, just with real lives, but only posting the best 1% moments), it’s no wonder why nobody feels like they aren’t enough.

Everybody has something to prove, everybody builds there castles in the sky. Me being one of them. But, it’s tough. It makes us constantly ask, what’s our life’s purpose? What are we best at?

My blood pressure should not be 140/90 at 23!

So what is the purpose of life? Is it to figure out what you are most naturally good at and do that forever and make millions of dollars? Is it to build schools for little deprived African children? Is it to find love?

It’s none of those… I don’t think it’s any of those. It can’t be. What if 90% of the population isn’t doing what is considered “life-purpose-worthy” for their career? Should they all just go die because they are not living out their life’s purpose. No, of course not. It’s a little brash but you get the point.

Then it dawned on me. I was sitting there, thinking…thinking some more…. overthinking as I often do. Then it hit me!

The purpose of life is to LIVE. Just live!

And, I’m not talking about sitting on the couch all day eating Doritos and watching Netflix. That’s living, technically, but is it LIVING? [I actually made myself laugh with that sentence.]

The LIVING I’m referring to is hitting the ground running type of living. Taking the steps 2 at a time kind of living, or hugging your mom super tight and telling her you love her and appreciate her type of living.

That’s what I mean by living. Live well, live hard, live the best you can!

Try new things. Take that salsa class you’ve always wanted to take. Fly to that country you always wanted to see. Take that risk that you’ve been thinking about taking. Just do it. [As Nike would say] Because the more you think about it, the more you will come up with excuses not to do it. Then you’re just thinking, you’re not really living aka LIVING.

What if you fail and ruin your life forever?

You could fail and ruin your life forever so don’t do that. I’m talking life in prison. This is where LIVING well comes in.

If you say to yourself, I’m going to live as good as I can while I can, then what more can you do? When your caught up at home thinking about what your purpose is, reading blog posts, and crying your face out because you realize you’ve been doing this for the last 4 hours and just made yourself more confused. Get up, dust yourself off, put on something besides sweatpants, and go LIVE.

Because at the end of the day when you’re losing sleep over this shit, do you really think you’re going to have this revelation of a life time that your life’s purpose is adopt 47 dogs and make your apartment a shelter for them?

So damn cute.

First of all you’re probably delusional from all the sleepless nights, second of all, purposes change! They morph as we grow. Our passions change. So do what makes you happy today! Of course, be responsible and plan for the future, but don’t let your worries of tomorrow take away from your experiences today, or one day you’ll wake up 49, the day before your 50th birthday, realizing you never really got to live, and that would suck. That would be what they call a mid life crisis. I’m lucky I’m getting this at a quarter of the way through!

The purpose of life is to live the best you can every damn day and to give fuck about something that matters to you. Not everyone else…YOU.

Find that thing that you wnat to struggle for. That thing that is bigger than yourself and make that thing yours. Own, be it, become the person you need to be to positively affect every person around you.

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