I have no answers to answer any of my own questions. Day after day I ask what am I doing? There is no answer in my life to reason why have I been put here on this world. Please, someone tell me, help me, or do something and let me know what am I here to do. I keep going over and over these questions and still feel so empty in life. I feel as though my heart is empty, as though someone deep inside me is grasping at my heart, along with my mind, squeezing tighter and tighter by the second, minute, hour and day. It truly feels as though I will never know w

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