When I was young, I desperately wanted to be an astronaut and meet an alien. It seems a little ridiculous now that I think about it—I mean, back then I was like, 2ft tall with a fishbowl over my head, and no conception of the real world, but at least I had dreams. Now I’m 25 with no fishbowl and no dreams, and all because I have to pay the bills. Responsibilities, eh? No one told me about those when I was pretending to go to space in a cardboard box. Maybe I would have made alternate plans—hit the books a little more often.
It makes me laugh when I think back to all the things I wanted to do “when I grew up”. I had so many dreams for myself—dreams that I set aside to make way for “real life” and a “real career”, and the sad part is, I know that I’m not alone on this one. So how did we let this happen? When did “pursuing a career” mean letting go of what you wanted to become? Why aren’t we living the life we want to live while still paying the bills?
My reason is fear. I am afraid that if I go for what I want, I won’t be able to maintain the comfortable lifestyle I live now. I fear the unexpected, the possibility of failure, and the reality that maybe I’m not good enough—and when you put all those things together, well, it’s enough to make you think twice.
But what would happen if we let go of the fear—if we believed in ourselves for long enough to take a chance on our dreams? Maybe we’d discover things we never thought we could do, make our own opportunities instead of waiting for them to come to us, find the life that WE want to live instead of the life society has chosen for us. Maybe we’d become something phenomenal.
Because that dream–we all have it, we all want it, and we all know that living that dream would make our lives happier, and if the only thing standing between you and your dream is fear–well, it just doesn’t seem worth it to be afraid.
Are you doing what you really want in life? And if not, why not? And if you are, well, we want to hear about it!