I’m really proud of this essay, so I thought I’d share it with you tumblr dudes…
Essay prompt: Define your purpose in life
I’ve come to terms with the fact that I may not affect every couple billion lives in the world with what brief existence I am granted, but I have been granted the simple satisfaction of knowing that my actions can affect myself, and the lives of those affected by me. I want to use this power, however limited, to repay the undeserved kindness I’ve spent my entire life receiving.
It started with heartbreak. It was a week of despair-dripping break-up songs and agonizing adolescent self-pity. When I finally reached the point of desperation, where I couldn’t bear to hide my sentimental pain for fear of embarrassment any longer, I pulled out my small black cell phone and called my closest friend, Mark. An hour passed of depressing, self-pitying ranting, and after it all, he simply stated the four words I’d been dying to hear but couldn’t ask for.
“You’ll be fine dude”.
He then empathized with my immaturity, recalling of a time where he too felt hopelessly heartbroken, promised time would be kind to me, as well as offering a shoulder to lean on. What’s more, he followed my babbling attempts to thank him with the shockingly kind four words.
“Don’t worry about it”.
Did I deserve this kindness?
After I was so self-consumed to even deduce whether or not he was in the mood?
Or whether he had the time to hear an hour-long rant about a girl he didn’t even know and how she had wronged me?
Deserving or not I received kindness and deserving or not I will give kindness.
Granted, I may be limited in the amount of kindness I can give, and for that reason I must arm, educate, and experience with the knowledge to provide for others.
I’m not a mature adult.
I can’t stand on my own two feet, and I don’t really know what my place is on this world.
But I can be a Mark.
And that’s a start.