Lifes Journey and what does it all mean

I have been thinking a lot lately about life, death and the journey in between. I have come to realize that no two people are on the same journey at the same time. Although it may seem similar, in the end we come in to this world alone, we leave it alone. I have boiled life down to a few very simple needs we all share. We all strive to live, love and laugh. I can break down each basic need in to other sub categories but will save that for another day. I have evaluated my own life and decided that I have not done all of those things to the fullest extent of my ability and have much more to do before I leave this life. I have been thinking about my own personal journey and often question those around me. I often wonder why people are so quick to judge and offer advice on matters that they couldn't possibly imagine or understand. I guess we are all guilty of this from time to time. I struggle with those around me that are very often quick to judge and criticize me for the choices I have made. Why can’t they just offer understanding and support rather than criticism? I often hear the same words over and over again; “If I were you”. Those words irritate me beyond belief. I often fire back with “if you were me” you would understand exactly what I am going through and we wouldn't be having this conversation. People often take sides and are quick to react with a sharp tongue when they don’t know or refuse to see both sides of the coin. If ignorance is bliss there should be a lot of happier people in this world. I am a good person that stumbles through life just like everyone else. All I want is to try and do the best I can for me and for those I care for. We are all just trying to do the best we can with the cards that have been dealt. Some days, more often than not it is like trying to make chicken soup out of chicken sh*t. Things happen for a reason, what they are is unclear to me at this time, but I guess as life goes on I am hoping those reasons will reveal themselves. I have been told a lot lately that I am selfish. I only think about myself. Well, in the end we all are and if we don’t think about ourselves no one else will. They are too busy worrying about themselves. I have spent the better part of my life trying to make everyone happy and I realize now that will never be possible. The only happiness I can directly influence is my own. I have found myself saying to people “never judge a man until you have walked a mile in his shoes….you will be a mile away and have his shoes”.