expectations and reality

I feel as if I've hit a wall. I don't really know what I'm doing here anymore. "Here" kind of applies to everything... here in San Marcos, here with my education and job, here. What am I doing here? I have no purpose. I thought I had a purpose, but in the end words are just words and they don't mean anything.

I used to have a purpose, I thought I had a purpose. Though, now I'm graduated with 2 degrees and in a profession that I don't feel I belong in. I feel I could have gotten through it okay with the right support, but I don't know what's right for me. I'm pretty sick of just being the on the side.

"Sometimes time doesn't heal, no, not at all." -Jack Johnson

I think I'm falling again and it hurts.