I began to realize that my passions were not my purpose. My passions represented ways I could bring my purpose to life, but they were not the purpose itself. This was a huge realization for me -- I finally understood why the whole 'follow your passions' thing had never worked. I was passionate, yes, but my purpose was still missing.
My journey of defining beauty was once like walking down society's pre-paved path heading nowhere. Every step I took down society's path left me empty and lost. I lost weight, gained weight, wore more makeup, and then less makeup while keeping my ear closely to the ground so that I could hear where beauty was going next.