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I can't believe I actually forgot to do things I know before.
When I was a kid, I was an explorer.
I explored things not all kids do.
I was a scientist.
I was a director.
I was a video-editor.
I was an actress.

How did I forgot all these?
Why did I stop doing these?
I was never a quitter. Others may stop, others may quit, but NOT ME.

But look at me now.
I never pursued the things I love doing before.
What happened to me?

Perhaps, this realization is timely.
I have always asked myself over and over again,
WHAT IS MY WORTH?
WHAT DO I WANT IN LIFE?
WHY AM I HERE ALIVE, BREATHING, HEART BEATING?

AND EVERY TIME I ASK MYSELF,
THERE'S ONLY ONE THING THAT KEEPS ME GOING;

I WANT TO HELP OTHERS.

BUT HOW?
HOW DO I HELP OTHERS?
HOW DO I HELP THEM IF, EVEN I, DON'T KNOW HOW TO HELP MYSELF?

I AM NOT HAPPY.
I AM NOT HAPPY BECAUSE I DON'T KNOW MY WORTH.
I AM NOT HAPPY BECAUSE I DON'T KNOW WHAT IS LIFE FOR ME.

IF HELPING OTHERS IS MY TASK HERE ON EARTH,
I WOULD GLADLY DO IT.
I AM SO WILLING TO HELP OTHERS.

Perhaps, life on earth is a privilege.
Something that all people should be aware of.
Up until to this very minute, I am not sure of the reason why I am alive.
My brain tells me I am here because someone needs my help.
My heart says the same.

How I wish I am many.
How I wish there are a lot of me.

Time is not my enemy. I can always have the time of my life.
Reason is my true foe.

Reason to live.
Reason to breath.
My reason is vague.