Junk

I dont know where my head in anymore. I cant figure out what my purpose for being on this Earth is. Im not going to kill myself or anything stupid like that but this is something Im really struggling with right now. The plan is for me to apply to the nursing program in May. I know that it is something Im very capable of: not giving myself to much credit. The other part of me is completely unsure of what Im really meant to do with my life. To be honest, before kids, I had goals. Not to take anything away from the fact that I LOVE being a mom but me, Stacey, gets lost in making sure that everyone else is reaching for their goals. I guess Im just at that point in my life. Im questioning everything. Most people get to this point when something bad happens to them. Everything is going great. I just cant figure out why I feel this way. Im 26 and I feel 36.