I used to have a purpose in my life. Over the years, I have been successful in organizing a lot of things, and getting good results. I saved two wildlife city parks from being developed. I was one of three people who started a foreign language House at the college where I went as an undergraduate, and we learned to understand and speak the language. I was an independent music teacher for almost 20 years, and had a very positive influence on hundreds of people. That's only a few of my successes. But for the past 20 years or so I have been trying to find a purpose. I no longer teach as I got burned out. In a year and a half I will be 80 years old. I'm 78 now. I guilt trip myself that I "should" be participating in the Black Lives Matter rallies in my city, but I don't like to go out at night, and do not have the stamina to participate. I do write, and get published, letters to the editor on many topics. I sign online petitions. I vote. But the Covid 19 virus, combined with my own age, has rendered me useless. I have good friends, and a therapist said that being a good friend is a fine purpose in my life. But it doesn't feel like a purpose to me. I used to have a massive, BIGGER purpose that affected many people. My extended family are very high achievers. I could never achieve the heights most of my other family members achieved because bipolar makes me very tired. I need a lot of sleep, and can't tolerate long hours. I got Social Security Disability because I was unable to hold down a regular job. I only work well as an entrepreneur, being my own boss. But I don't have the stamina to start another business at my age. I just wonder how the rest of you find a purpose for your own lives that fits with having the disability of this horrible bipolar disorder.