Um, You know. I just came across this AWESOME BLOG 
about philosophy and I clicked on the category of existentialism and the title kind of shocked me.
I have been writing on my blog about how I came to the conclusion that ‘I am nothing’. Ok, it might seem like I was just agreeing with the philosophical ramblings of Sartre but I have honestly never even heard of him.
I came up with ‘I am nothing’ because that’s what I feel like right now. All the things I used to describe myself have all been taken away.
I AM a mother – No, only on Sunday afternoons.
I AM a grad student- No, not anymore.
I AM a future relationship therapist- Nope. Gone
I AM a journalist- In my own way.
I AM a spoken word artist- well, not anymore.
I AM pretty- well, if I squint my eyes and hold my head to the right.
What AM I?
A server?
Am I my job?
Am I my relationship status?
Am I my emotional state?
Am I my mental condition?
Am I the role I play in my family?
What am I?
I don’t feel like anything.
I am nothing. And honestly, it’s quite freeing.
Ha ha! I came up with that myself, but I guess some guy named Sartre heard my thoughts and traveled to the past to write it down so he could be first!
The nerve of him!