Today I learned about the meaning of life. I learned that it matters not if people will remember you—it matters not the how, it matters not the why. All that matters is that you had an impact on the life of someone. It matters that you sacrificed a moment of glee caused by vanity to put a smile on a suffering person's face out of the kindness of your heart.
Today I learned that one does not own his life. That the life one has is meant to help others, to make the world a better place. Does the wellness of many not merit the sacrifice of one?
Today I learned that I have been living my life wrong. That living for myself will bring me misery and pain, that it will not bring me joy. Whatever shallow feelings I thought to be of happiness and gayness were but a masque of insecurity and loneliness.
Today I ended this tragic journey known as life.