It wasn't until I saw a photo of myself that I was able to admit that there was something wrong, and it's no one's job but my own to find the answer. It's also no one's job but mine to choose.
Start your day with two things you learned very early in life, two things you don't need much skill to implement and two things I think can change everything for you.
What happens when you conclude that there is, at best, no compelling reason to believe in God? In the midst of exploring arguments for and against the existence of God I very early on began asking a question which, in my case, is far more important: What do I do now?
It's being alone on the open road surrounded by 7 other strangers. It's not showering for three days after hiking in the blazing hot sun. It's jumping into a taxi and realizing your Arabic is a complete joke and those fancy translation apps you downloaded at the German airport are useless.