Difficult but explainable!! my purpose on Earth Part 1

It's good that every human being has his/her childhood experience, from my simple survey conducted, every human being had 'great' childhood time. One may recall days when families were hit by severe famine, we as children 'by then' could smell the rat but believe me or not we just didn't care. We knew for sure that if not 'dad' then 'mom' will handle the matter. We just went on with good old time childish games. What a good dependency theory!!!!!.
Since I came to know and wanted to practice 'being independent' its only when I started smelling the rat in a peculiar way. Guess what! I came to be aware of cost benefit analysis without attending any formal education. This is the time I knew there's a certain stubborn micro-organism called 'Hasara' and 'ukame' swahili words for 'Loss' and 'drought' respectively. Your intellectual guess must be revealing that am from a tropical country...you are right. Matters worsened when my mind came to be fully aware of the 'not easy to achieve' (NETA) responsibilities ahead of me. Good life, marry and take care of kids, you mention.......
In fact, I was aware of NETA objectives but that was not the end of story, I had to enter the real world which by then seemed to be full of 'thorns' and happiness equally mixed with pain. I was lucky to have started being independent with a significant number of years spent in school. It seemed great and I thought this will lessen the difficult level of NETA, especially in reducing the number of 'thorns'. I secured a job with a reasonable package, house and other fringe benefits. At first (before receiving my first salary) I felt like contented and you know... It sounded like waohh..This is a great job man. However, thorns started to reveal themselves when I couldn't manage to accomplish my simple short term strategic plan at the end of the month. It was not easy to cover even a half of my monthly prioritized money demanding tasks.............
Got another city centered job, my package here was almost doubled if one compares with my first one. Still life seemed extremely hostile to me, sound budgeting was simply impossible. No room was there for me to ask the international community to ' saidia' (swahili word for help) as most developing countries are doing. Uuuuh! no help but one has to continue living.... how?....may be by reducing the meal budget and increasing the 'not there' alternatives of getting more fund.
Its a weekend am under the tree, relaxed a bit, but still thinking of 'whats my purpose on Earth'? mixed feelings come and disappear. Was I born to fulfill the unfulfillable objectives? and what is my fate? Is there a role that once played determines the purpose of somebody on Earth?