No matter where you are in life, remember that nothing is permanent. Everything is temporary. At least, that’s what my therapist says. She is a pretty lady, soft spoken, and full of energy. She is the kind of person you want your kid to end up like. I am not. There comes a point where you must begin to learn who you are and what you stand for. It is an exhausting work. I don’t know who I am or what defines me. I just know that I am tired. I am lost. I am a shell of the person I once was. And I don’t know where I should go next. What is the purpose any more? Fortunately, this too shall pass.