waking up from a depressed state...

For the past few years in my life I’ve constantly pondered on what would make me truly happy. This very question has lead me to the depths of depression. At one point, it occurred to me that I was indeed unhappy with how things are turning out in my life. I’ve certainly hoped for more… dreamed of a prominent place in the grand scheme of things. It seems I have fallen way short of my own expectations. I felt stuck, trapped, imprisoned in a hopeless state of existence. It was such a frustrating reality not being able live up to my dreams, not being able to get an inch closer to those aspirations. Then again, it got me thinking, what did I want for myself? Somehow the question left me dumbfounded; realizing that I was completely clueless… I actually didn’t know what I wanted to do with my life. How was I supposed to live a dream that I haven’t even figured out yet?