I remember reading a quote somewhere that said something like the purpose of our lives is where our greatest love and the worlds greatest need meet.
this is fairly accurate.
mine involves alot of self loathing at first. then alot of self appreciation.
in essence, i would say that i spent a great portion of my life (conscious adult life) tearing myself down to a mere skeleten and analyzing myself each and every step of the way. i hated who i was, i hated being different. i hated being ignorant of whats normal.
at one point i decided that, wtf was i doing. i am who i am for some reason. i decided to stop hating myself and begin to embrace who i am. acepting my differences as a positive.
i began to rebuild myself (from what i have learned through the tearing down process) and made decisions about what i am and where my strengths lie. i decided that it was anti productive (at this point) to dwell on my negatives. its been done to completion. i realized that i needed to spend the rest of my existence learning about my strengths and cultivating them.
i remain a social retard, and i don't care. i have a purpose and i only care about my positives. i have become completely oblivious to my shortcomings since i no longer care about them. my purpose is bettering my strengths.
the bottom line goes straight to the heart of the quote above. i one day developed an enourmous passion for equity. the passion remains a fire in my belly, raging more and more with each passing day. its beyong my control. its who i have become.
and i fear that i will achieve that end by any means necessary. since i will, i have no doubt about that. i just wonder how much harm (equal and opposite reactions) will occur during my trek of life.