What are your goals in life?

Find my actual purpose in this lifetime. And make my parents happy. Even though it's sometimes miserable

To find contentment and peace of mind. To find a way to support myself that I enjoy. To find a way to give back to life.

I really don't know. Everything I wanted to do seems impossible now. I guess I just want to improve my mental health a little bit.

To learn to be self-accepting of my self. learning daily to only focus on the challenges of the day as to not overwhelm myself. To arise each morning looking and anticipating a great day ahead. Recognizing the beauty of what I have and learning to cherish each waking day.

I want to feel accomplished, but I don't know what to accomplish. I'm a stay at home wife, we can't afford to start a family now. I like to write, and I guess it would be nice to accomplish something with writing. As well as accomplishments like that, my goal is to remain as healthy in my mind as I can be.

My goal in life is to finally be completely content and not feel so scared of everything. I want to have a successful career as a writer and be able to share my art with the world without being scared of judgement. I also want to develop meaningful connections with the different kinds of people who come into my life.

I want to be successful. I wish to be intelligent with a good job, and confident in myself.

I want to love and like myself and feel like a capable, strong, fierce and independent woman - an adult woman, not a child. I want to be confident and have fun and live a better, fuller life, with friends that I don't feel ridiculously anxious with after many years, and with a home and partner!

I want to put all the pieces of my life's puzzle together, so that I could figure out where to go and start working on an optimized way to get there.

My goal in life is simply to be an asset to the biosphere. Useful. Competent. Wise. Considerate. Thoughtful. Caring. I'm mostly appalled and embarrassed by our species. Human productivity has literally skyrocketed during my lifetime and yet we still have poverty. The only explanation is deplorable negligence, inexcusable ignorance, and shameful indifference. As a society we actually celebrate things that really couldnt be more dysfunctional. Like religion, opulence, fame, and authority. Evolution by natural selection is a fact, not a theory. What you think you own actually owns you. The largest component of liberty is obviously anonymity. And power corrupts, therefore the greater the authority the less it can be trusted.

That perspective leaves me wondering if depression, anxiety, and unhappiness are rightly considered cognitive dysfunction or simply the correct and quite healthy response to such a hopelessly and needlessly misguided society. We humans, as a species, seem to do nothing so well as prey upon each other which seems so recklessly counterproductive and callously inept when cooperating would theoretically have far higher yields.

I joined 7 cups because I suspect that there might be others like me; that are unhappy for reasons that should rightly make anyone cognizant of these things deeply despondent. And I think the kindest and most wholesome thing that can be done for such a soul is to acknowledge the validity of both the perspective and the unhappiness it is bound to create. But Im no expert in clinical psychology, nor have I studied any of these phenomenon academically. So I could be dead wrong and possibly even a nuisance here. Which is why Im introducing myself so carefully and attempting to clearly elucidate my perspective and intentions. The very last thing I ever want to be is any sort of liability.