23 and Doubter:
By Rahel Tariku I am 23. I’m a full grown adult now when I was younger I thought I’d have a total comprehension of how I would like to live my life. At least settle down with one world view by 23. If not passionately pursue something that is worth the fight. At this age I should know what I am doing here, where am going… if there is something I should live for or if I’m just here, just existing and someday going to disappear to nothing. Are purpose, value and meaning notions we painted to endure the reality of being here and then vanishing to nil? Or is the concept of nothing constructed when we failed to hold on to faith and live up to its expectations (standards)? This I have been contemplating for what seems like eternity and it never stops. Basically am saying am having an existential crisis. Amidst all of this scrutiny, I was lost. I began to learn new persuasion every day. To be completely convinced and then to commute the next day because something seemingly better has c