Self-worth

(Baonghean) - A friend of mine once said, "When someone realizes their life is worthless, they either end it themselves or they leave..." Suddenly, I thought about myself; I wonder if I have any value?

I don't think my job, from the moment I was born until now, has been to maintain and preserve a mass of bones, flesh, and fat in a high-quality way. Nor has it been about climbing to some position, leading an organization or gang somewhere to gain this or that, or wearing nice, fragrant clothes, driving expensive cars, and constantly looking up at power lines on the street. That's not my job.

Do you want status? Do you want to be higher than those around you? Do you want fancy words on your business card? Do you want to sit on a velvet sofa when elsewhere people are still barefoot, herding buffalo to the fields? Do you want to be a respected and honorable person when most people around you are struggling to make ends meet, to the point where they are willing to sacrifice their dignity? You seek happiness, you think that achieving these things will bring you happiness? But are you sure that when you achieve what you want, you will be content with it, or will you crave something even greater? Personally, I think there is no such thing as happiness in this world. If it existed and were available for purchase, the rich would have bought it all already.

I believe that my purpose, the meaning of my life, is to discover my true self and the things happening around me, to recognize the beauty within humanity, the things that are truly valuable to people, so that I can behave more honestly and correctly, even if I am just a grain of sand in the desert. Everything else that happens in my life is probably also geared towards that goal.

One day I will die; this is the natural and simple course of events. I probably won't dwell on what has happened in my life, because no matter how good or bad things were, I have still lived. Is it worthwhile to live and experience the fate of a human being?

Lam Vu