A few days ago, I saw someone's status on FB asking the question, 'Is it worth to live?'.

To my suprise, one of the friends replied 'no' to that.

Now I won't pretend to be an expert on how to live Life.

But I was taken aback someone who has so readily accept that Life is not worth living.

And I pondered about it.

And I have come to these few conclusions.

I won't use the old comparison of people are starving every single second in third world country but they can still be happy.

I accept and acknowledge that living in developed countries have its own share of issues to worry about.

So why can one so readily accept that Life is not worth living?

Goals.

Destination.

And a hint of mental strength.

If you have no Goals, you have no Destination.

You have have not Destination, what is there to live for?

And to achieve that, you need that bit of mental strength to pull you through the darker times.

Take that both literally and figuratively.

"It is always the darkest before dawn."

Ain't it though?