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<title>Online Blog &#45; Article, Fiction, Write &#45; Read &#45; heureuxnuit</title>
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<title>...till I actually fill that void in me</title>
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<pubDate>Fri, 27 May 2022 23:20:09 +0300</pubDate>
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<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I&rsquo;ve been always wanted to be living for a proper purpose for my entire life. However, unfortunately, I&rsquo;ve never found that kind of purpose, never reached or never held onto that, ever. And maybe, that&rsquo;s why I always felt a <em>void</em> in me. Moreover, I could never properly fill that. Is it my age that was the main problem? Or is it the circumstances that I born into? Is it my family? Is it my friends? Is it the future that I, myself, chose to have? I always asked that kind of questions to myself, those always wandered around in my mind that don&rsquo;t ever leave me alone. Yet, despite to all those questions that keep increasing day by day, I&rsquo;ve never thought that I could be the problem actually, I didn&rsquo;t want to; because I knew that this would be an <em>inextricable</em> disaster. Of course, anyway, I&rsquo;ve never thought that I am totally perfect too, but again I wasn&rsquo;t the reason of that void in me. It wasn&rsquo;t my self/ego, it wasn&rsquo;t my thoughts, it wasn&rsquo;t my feelings that are guilty. That must be something else that I&rsquo;ve never reached, I can&rsquo;t reach. Maybe, if I can prove the real guilty then I can actually get rid of those <em>burdens</em> that don&rsquo;t let me even breath right now. Maybe when I can do that, then it&rsquo;d be the exact moment that I can live thoroughly. But I don&rsquo;t know how to do that and that&rsquo;s why it seems like I must live like this for a long time, <em>till I can actually fill that void in me.</em></p>]]> </content:encoded>
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