I had a really wonderful, engaging conversation with a friend last night over aim.  I realized that my purpose in life is quite possibly is just to help people.  I've always been good at giving advice, and giving people food for thought.  My friends do come to me for advice, and I'm always more than happy to give it.  The irony is that when I need advice I have no one to turn to.  I feel like people don't want to take the time to listen to what I have to say, more specifically my friends.  It would be great if for once people wouldn't judge me on what I say, and actually listen to what I'm saying and coherantly think about it and try to offer some words, and not say what THEY think will make me feel better.  True though, that it comes with experience.  I don't think many people I know truly understand what I feel inside, nor have quite delt with the things I have.  It would just be nice to have someone to listen to me though.

Still, I think my purpose might not be sad that I have no person to confide in, but to help people and gain my own wisdom from those conversations.  I do tend to always worry about other people, most times more than myself.  I think I'm beginning to walk the path to a greater plane of self understanding and accepting.  I'm glad I started blogging again.  Although I might not have people that would really listen, I can always release the thoughts and other things flying around in my brain.