What is the meaning of this life if one cannot make something of themselves worth being happy for? And if they are just mediocre, how can they survive without relying on another? I feel as though there is no hope.
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What made you feel this way? You make your life. Life doesn't make you. Mediocre? One can survive independently. Do you feel you must depend upon someone? Why? There is always hope. What is going on? Spill.