I used to feel that way a lot, but after a while I just decided to just roll with it and do whatever. People have been giving so many different answers to what what a life's "purpose" is suppose to be. After hearing most of those answers, I just gave up, chucked that list out the window and ended up being a little bit of a closeted hedonist. I'm honestly not sure why I'm still alive, so I just thought that as long as I'm here, I may as well experience stuff like tasting new recipes, listening to my music, and dancing my butt off when no one's around. I'm sure you'll find your way of coping too (you'll probably have an easier time than I did).