“What exactly is it that you want?” She finds herself asking as she looks at herself in the bathroom mirror. She stares at herself, unable to give herself an answer. The numbness of her emotions she has been experiencing lately has prevented her from truly wanting anything, from being determined and ambitious for a certain goal. A significant contrast to who she used to be as a teenager. She used to have goals, dreams, and aspirations. But, now? She doesn’t even know what she wants. Part of that realization scared her. What if she never figures out what she wants? What will her life become then? Is this depression? Is it a side effect of her oral contraceptives? She still wants to live, she still wants to wake up and see the next day, but what exactly is she living for? She feels as though she’s drowning in the current economic state, severely restricted in what she can do by her finances. The only thing that really keeps her going is the prospect of seeing people she enjoys being around. “I need a new goal,” she thinks to herself. This sole thought will most likely conquer her mind in the upcoming days. What goal does she want to accomplish? Who does she want to be? What is she passionate about? “Jack of all trades, master of none.”