Many people ask that big question “What’s the meaning of life?”. Well I think that there’s not just one correct way to answer it, I think that each person has their own meaning of life.
At least I can say that I found mine, the meaning of my life is to feel, just feel, any kind of feeling, I don’t care, being happy, sad, angry, whatever, that’s what makes me feel alive.
I’ve been in a constant war with myself for years, and I still am. I’ve had the happiest moments and saddest ones. There was a time when that inner demon that I have, won, and it made me feel empty, lifeless. That’s why now I cling to life so desperately. I cling to everything in life that makes me feel, I live for passions.
I know that many people don’t understand me and I know that I don’t understand them neither. But I don’t care anymore, live in harmony it’s to know that there’s going to be things in life that we aren’t going to understand. That’s it. We can’t pretend to understand everything or everyone, we are different, and we have to love each other knowing that.