The story of your life is, well, a story. How interesting would that story be if its protagonist, you, had no challenge to overcome? Would it be a story you would want to tell? Would you feel good about telling it? What did you live for if you had no challenge to overcome?
Why do people talk and/or ask about life purpose in the singular form, as if there could be only one? Do you think about your purpose in life as if there could be only one?
Have you ever noticed how good a person everyone is when they are remembered at their funerals? Even the ones most fundamentally flawed sound like they were outstanding citizens, despite all their acknowledged faults. While attending one such challenged individual’s funeral, I wondered why we had to wait until people were dead to see them so positively? Why could we not do that while they were alive? That’s not to suggest we should ignore their flaws, especially the serious ones. No. That could be harmful to us, and it would not be helpful to them. I’m suggesting we note their good aspects as starting points when we think of them, before tacking on their flaws, instead of the other way around. It would certainly slow and reduce our rash judgment of others, of which there is far too much happening today.