Why?As I endure physical pain and mental confusion in my life, I often wonder where it is that I am truly supposed to be.I don’t want to be with someone because it’s convenient. I want to be with them because we were meant to be together.I don’t want to be located in the wrong place. I want to be where I truly belong.I don’t want to work somewhere for the money. I want to work somewhere where I can be of best use to them, where I can help out the most with my skill set. Where I can save the most lives when the shit hits the fan.But most of all, in it’s simplest form, I just want to be happy. And I want my family to be proud of me.You’d think, that by age 30, I’d have the answers to these questions by now.