I have a good life. It’s not perfect and I go through problems just like everyone else but I have to say that I have a good life. I’m surrounded by people that I love but I find that I still get this feeling of being incomplete. I feel that there’s something missing from my life that keeps me from being truly happy but I can’t tell what it is. Every year I try to fill that void with something that I believe will make me happy but it never really sticks. I’ve done classes, tried to find true love, tried to physically change the way that I look but it never really fixes it. Sometimes that void becomes so big that I feel completely empty and numb. It scares me that I’ll never be truly satisfied. I’ll never be truly happy not until I figure out what causes the void.