Ever looked into the mirror to see the person staring right back at you becoming a complete stranger gradually? Ever woke up one day and questioned your purpose of being alive? Ever wondered what you are supposed to be, who you're supposed to be, and where you are actually going? Ever felt the very thing you were fighting for so hard becoming more and more meaningless till you don't know what you are fighting for anymore? If you have, you've just taken a slight glimpse into my life. Ever since I lost her, my purpose seems to be fading away gradually. I thought I knew who I was, thought I was strong. But now, I don't know anymore. I've always said, "a person without a purpose in life does not deserve to live for he has no directions." Seems like my words have come to bite me back in the ass hard. Right now, I really don't have a purpose in my life anymore. No direction in it whatsoever. I've even lost my will to fight and my will to hold on. What does this makes me now?  I don't know. I really don't.