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[jilost]

My last relationship ended last August. Since then, I've slowly seen my exes get engaged one by one. As time goes on, I feel less and less like I make an impact on others and start to wonder what the -real- point of me being here is. Once upon a time, I thought my point was to get a good job, go to college and get some high degree, get an even

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[themeindzeye]

Well, if it makes you feel any better, my "engagement" is "on hold" until Kevin decides whether or not he can keep putting up with me and my GAD.

But redefining "success" is a good place to start. Good luck.

[notaprettygirl6]

I can kind of understand that. As I went to wedding after wedding last year, and watch people change their names on Facebook seemingly every weekend, I had the same kind of feelings - why can`t I have that, what`s wrong with me, why have I failed so horribly?

I guess success isn`t what you do or what you gain, it`s a state of mind. Some of the most successful people I know haven`t finished school, or never even went! On the obverse, nearly every person I know who is deemed "successful" in the general societal definition isn`t happy.

I see no reason why any of those dreams you listed can`t come true. Sometimes the Great Cosmic Timetable doesn`t line up with the one that we have planned out for ourselves. But that doesn`t mean things will never heppen. Just makes it all the sweeter when it gets here. :)

I suppose it goes without saying that if you want to talk, I`m here. *glomp*

[jilost]

It's not so much "Why don't I deserve that?", though. I went through that last year. It sucks

[theonemandikaye]

Why are you using other people's rulers to measure your own successes and failures?

You need to find what works for *you* and not what works for everybody else. Your life should be your own. You are here to live YOUR life, not someone else's.

[jilost]

Exactly. And that's what I'm starting to learn from all this. It's hard to live for myself when I've apparently never really known who "myself" is. And that's part of what's so jarring about the whole thing -- I thought I'd found my place and my purpose, but I'm finding out, incident by incident, that a lot of the things I thought permanent (like Samantha and I making room in our lives for each other) really aren't and I haven't found as much of myself as I thought. I'm sure things will work out somehow in the end, but right now I'm just confused and I guess I need to do a lot more soul searching and development.

Thank you for your response, by the way.

[indecisiveangel]

You know, I never noticed it before... but y'know who Jesse reminds me of?

Dante from Clerks.