
Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow, creeps in this petty pace from day to day to the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools the way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player that struts and frets his hour upon the stage and then is heard no more. It is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing.
Shakespeare - Macbeth Act 5, scene 5, 19–28
You see . . . you are not the first to feel this way d . . . and I don't feel you deserve to be bagged for it.
I have 3 sons who are young adults . . . the challenges and fears they face seem daunting for them too. We are flooded with information and are always making difficult decisions. You have a prospective future extending out much further than many of us older ones here . . . and this can add weight to your feelings.
Life is hard at times . . . but we are all inextricably involved with mankind . . . and to step back and become a "passive observer" is basically the cowards way out. If you ever get to gaze into the eyes of your rescuer, a stranger, who's expression of genuine concern and commitment to saving your life is etched in his brow . . . you will see that you were never alone.
"Never doubt that a small group of thoughtful, committed people can change the world. Indeed, it is the only thing that ever has." - Margaret Mead.
Find every little positive move you can make and start your journey . . . start with yourself and the people around you. You will find like-minded people everywhere . . . good people. Accept the triumphs along with the failures and keep coming at them . . . you're a child of the revolution. Don't give up your place.