If you really think about it, we live to die. We go through so much pain and misery just to die. We try so hard for short-lived happiness to DIE. What’s the point you may ask? There is no point. Where supposed to make our own lives. An optimist might think, well yeah this is the only life we have on this planet even if we have to do difficult things we do those difficult things for the happy things. “Balance”. “Don’t take life so seriously”. If all people were to live so carefreely and happily like that suicide rates in the world shouldn’t be as high as they are. Why are people cursed with intelligence and complexity? Why are we given so many choices to make? In the end, we still have the burden of life with us. We might as well make the best of it right? Who cares because even if today you were yelled at or you were humiliated it’s just going to be a stupid memory in the future where your living perfectly fine and happy. But that doesn’t mean we can just stop trying in the present foolishly believing that the future will be fine. Put in the mediocre effort, get mediocre grades and you’ll get an average life. We all eventually own up to our actions, so unless you don’t want to live an ‘average’ life you’re going to have to work harder every step of the way. It’s going to depend on what your willing to risk and let go of and it’s going to depend on just how badly you want it. Life is just a series of steps. Small steps and big leaps.