Oh my goodness! You know, few days back it felt like I was dying inside. Everything just became monotonous. Almost like I was stuck and I realised that I wasn’t growing. Growth is life. I realised I was dying.
This, I read here. Doing something. It’s so underrated. Humans are built in this world for something and part of our assignment is surviving and achieving. We feel more accomplished doing things that we thought we couldn’t
I’m going to be doing more henceforth. I realized I was dying and that alone was enough for me to want to live
Glad it helped :)