The things that most people view as successful just don’t sit right with me. It just doesn’t sit right with me that I am just supposed to work 40+ hours a week -with minimal vacation time- making just enough money to take my kids to Disney World for spring break every other year until I die? No thank you … also I don’t have kids, nor do I want them. But you feel me.
As someone who interacts with the general public on a daily basis, I find it devastating that most people just live for Friday to come around, week after week. I’m guilty of it too. But wishing life away like that is …just sad. Personally, I sure as hell didn’t grow up dreaming about what I was going to do “over the weekend” when I grew up. I dreamed about traveling the world, giving motivational talks and meeting really influential people. I wanted to stand for something. To make a name for myself. Not be “that girl at that desk”.
Of course, I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: this idea of “success” plays a huge role in my depression. It’s hit me really hard lately. Harder than usual. I can’t help but think that there is way more out there for me than this routine. From the time we are little, we are wired believe that -school, work, family, retirement- is the ultimate dream. I can’t be the only one out there who feels like this isn’t how life is supposed to be. I have a very hard time believing that I was created to sit at a desk for 40 hours a week to still be broke af and really, really sad and basically just waiting to get old and die. There is an entire world out there and I know so many people who have never even left the state of Indiana! Guys!! This isn’t living!!!
I will admit, I spend a lot of time being bitter about the fact that I was forced to go to college for no reason. From the time I was in preschool I was asked what I wanted to be when I grew up and I’m confident y’all had that experience too. Any answer I ever gave was never good enough. I was told to be more realistic. I obeyed and at 25, I am a sad, lost girl wishing she had stood up for herself and followed her dreams. But I didn’t because I was told repeatedly that if I didn’t go to college, I would be nothing. Well guess what? I went to college and I’m still nothing! Just a more broke, lost nothing.
I think we as an entire society and world need to redefine our idea of a successful, fulfilling life. If you feel called to work 9-5 for the rest of your life, good for you. I am glad you know what you want to do. I’m not here to hate on anyone’s hustle. I just want to challenge you to start thinking about who you want to be, rather than what you want to be. And for you (and me) to encourage the younger generations to do the same. I know very few people my age who don’t feel the exact same way I do. We have to stop teaching kids from a young age that money and (formal) education are the only keys to success. Dear Society and Entire World, I am begging you.