May your why outlive you.

 In a world full of many questions and answers it’s important to know your why. Nihilism is so easily succumbed to as life is full of suffering and injustice. For example, anyone can be quick to critique the cons of capitalism, notably working to the detriment of one’s wellbeing. 

Though it’s easy for one to pinpoint the difficulties that society presents us with, we ought to recognise that our lives would not be as they would be without people working systematically.


Working in vain is unsustainable and demotivating. I can recall during my GCSES, not being a tenacious student as I didn’t recognise the utility of what I was studying. I thus forth settled for last minute revision and caffeine rushes resulting in mediocre results (though I was predicted to be in the high percentile of grades.)


I didn’t know my why. I was studying because it was prescribed by the law that I had to. It was when I extrapolated meaning from the subjects I studied that I saw a genuine and sincere improvement in my attitude towards academia.


I realised the relevance of subjects that I once rendered useless and boring and was able to consider the practice of learning as applying the knowledge I learnt as fundamental to my personal growth as a functioning individual in a meritocratic society. 


My why ended up superceding my internal needs of validation and ended up being geared towards the betterment of those that would follow me.


When I would wake up feeling demotivated and tired I would remind myself of the generational impact that my actions could have if I stayed faithful with my service.


My why outlives me.


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