Questions

For what purpose were we created? To find love, to find happiness, or to just experience this life for what it is? Why do all of these things seem so hard to come by? More days than not we struggle, things fall apart, and we fall into a place that seems impossible to get out of. Decisions are made, everyday, and we can never be sure if that choice will be a mistake until we make it. We can not realize our strengths until we experience our struggles. But why is it that it seems when one bad thing happens, it is nothing but a continuous series of bad events that follow? We have to find reasons to be simply okay, reasons to smile, reasons to be happy. When we run out of reasons, we start finding reasons to give up. We hear all of the time that we have to be patient in order for good things to happen, or that everything happens for a reason. We are all living on faith so it seems. When we give up on faith, what else do we have to live on? For those who are patient, how long does it take for those good things to actually happen? For those who come from broken homes, who else can we rely on but ourselves? Is there some bigger purpose or reason that we are all here? Answers would be nice, and I know you all would agree. There seems to be more questions than anything else. Until then, we are all just here, and that is as simple as it gets.