Destiny is defined by the Compton’s home library as the seemingly inevitable or necessary succession of events and is said to be a synonym of fate. Faith is one thing I have a lot of; I am a strong believer in fate, destiny and that nothing just happens and that coincidence does not exist. At a simultaneous instant, however, I believe that our profound destination is ultimately mapped but our journey is our own to create. In the latter belief I often state that once arrived at our per-certained destination our journey that we were allowed to evolve entirely as our own has thusly come to an end. I am an atheist. For that reason I will attempt to discuss and to explain my complicated perception of destiny without rambling on about some type of superior being, or any divine plan that might be in place. Although I belong to no religion I do, as pre-mentioned, hold faith the origin of which is more intricate than I wish to discuss and moreover my religious beliefs are not the topic of this written work. Religion and divine belief is a strong agent in one’s thoughts of that shuddering no
un, destiny and it cannot go unnoted that for a proclaimed atheist to have faith is an almost “miracle” in itself.
My definition of destiny is a thing I personally have struggled with my entire life. Since the age of seven I have been diagnosed, prescribed and sent to specialists and because of all that my mental impressions are conflicting, jumbled and extremely difficult for even a soul as eloquent as I to lie out on paper. In the beginning, before the first doctor had laid her professional medical opinion on my young mind I was a religiously devoted child. When I was notified that I was never to again enjoy the sports that had forever molded who I was then and who I was to become, I began to question these beliefs. I slowly stopped attending church as each new medical problem arose (physical problems and mental ones also) and soon I became the bittersweet teen you have the joy of teaching today. I have had to fight every step of the way, and at times my destiny has seemed to simply be to inspire others with my tragic tale that will end depressingly soon; while at other times I feel as though I have no significan