I'm at the point where i don't know what to do.

chaptertwo...
Henry Ford, obviously invented the Ford car line. When his mother died in 1876(she was only 37) Henry was devastated. He was also only 13 years old. He hated the farm work, and only stayed there for his mother. At some point in time he told his dad "I never had any particular love for the farm—it was the mother on the farm I loved.".
Three years later (he was then 16) he left the farm to apprentice a mechanic in Detroit. I could continue with facts that most would find pointless for a while, but as much as i don't exactly think it would be pointless, it could, and likely would be tres boring.
The main point that i am attempting to get through here, is that it doesn't matter what you wear, what your labeled, or what your fucking popularity status is. As long as your happy, happy with what your doing, happy with who your with, happy with life in general. Currently i'm not happy, i'm cheerful, i put up a good front, but i'm not exactly sure when i was most recently happy, for a decent period of time at least.
Henry Ford was happy working with machinery, such as cars, watches, steam engines, etc.
Another point, is that how the little things effect the world, and everyone included. If it weren't for his mother dieing, chances are, Henry wouldn't have left the farm to apprentice. Thus leaving us without Ford cars, trucks, etc. Most likely at least. Think of that? We're all well aware that Ford is not the only automobile company, but it's well known. Though, if he hadn't made his cars, than maybe other companies wouldn't have either.
Also, it means that we can't go through the good, without the bad, even if it's worst comes to worst.