Empty shell

I feel like this blog has become empty. Similar to the thousands other blogs out there which tell you nothing more but stories of everyday life and the emotional distress it brings. This sounds poetic until you realize that all of this is childish, a pointless expression of emotions, a futile attempt to attract attention. Have I become one of these people? An empty shell of what I once used to be. 

We believe that as we grow up we become wiser, however, right now I think that I have lost any wisdom that I have ever possessed. This country, this life have changed, turned me into one of the processed kids, susceptible to any external stimuli which act as a reason to express discontent. I over-exaggerate, I pretend, I do not feel like myself any more. Realizing that I am not what I think I am drives me insane. I want to be sincere, humble, modest, even shy. 

Why have a made myself change? Why have I let myself change?