there is beauty in the breaking.
So many things have been going on in my life lately. Things that to many people, could break a person, but deep down, I know that life will work itself out. I know that no matter what I do, I'm always going to be okay. My future is a little blurry right now, but I have faith in myself.
In about seven months, I am supposed to be moving to Lawrence, Kansas, at the will of my mother. I'm supposed to attend Haskell Indian University to study Business Law and American Political History. I'm supposed to stay there for four years, then transfer to Grad School. That being Harvard University in Boston. I'm supposed to stay there for several more years and acheive at least a masters degree in Corporate law or Business. From there, I'm supposed to get a job, working alongside my parents as a trainer and legal advisor to the Native Wellness Institute. Then after "getting my feet on the ground", I'm supposed to move to Washington DC, and join a political law firm. I'm supposed to make friends with presidential advisors that already know my parents. They're supposed to help me get my foot in the door with a governmental job. Then I'm supposed to settle in my job.
This is the ideal life for so many people. It's every parent's dream.
I know I could do all of this. I know that If I pursued these things, I would be great at it. I could potentially work in a highly paid, highly respected, responsible position in the government. So many people want this.
But I don't know if it's what i want. It leaves no room for my passions in life. I want music, art, love, and faith to fuel my life, not money, power, and politics.
I can recite most of the twenty seven amendments. I can tell you about the Indian allotment act, and the united states constitution. I know that Benjamin Franklin made 48 corrections to the Declaration of Independence.
I'm good at this. I can do law, history, and politics.
I don't want to. I don't want to be driven by greed. I don't want to resent my parents for drowning me in a career that I hate.
I want to travel the world. I want to help people. I want to fight indifference. i want to change the way people think and feel.
I want to sing. I don't want highschool to be the last place I ever performed. I want to know what it feels like to embrace a breeze in the swiss alps. I want to watch an hour pass through Big Ben's eyes. I want to taste guinness where it began. I want to meet a friend for lunch in a parisian cafe. I want to fall in love.
I want my own life, not the life my parents dreamt for me.
I don't know how to tell them.
But in the end, everything's okay. If it's not okay, it's not the end.
In about seven months, I am supposed to be moving to Lawrence, Kansas, at the will of my mother. I'm supposed to attend Haskell Indian University to study Business Law and American Political History. I'm supposed to stay there for four years, then transfer to Grad School. That being Harvard University in Boston. I'm supposed to stay there for several more years and acheive at least a masters degree in Corporate law or Business. From there, I'm supposed to get a job, working alongside my parents as a trainer and legal advisor to the Native Wellness Institute. Then after "getting my feet on the ground", I'm supposed to move to Washington DC, and join a political law firm. I'm supposed to make friends with presidential advisors that already know my parents. They're supposed to help me get my foot in the door with a governmental job. Then I'm supposed to settle in my job.
This is the ideal life for so many people. It's every parent's dream.
I know I could do all of this. I know that If I pursued these things, I would be great at it. I could potentially work in a highly paid, highly respected, responsible position in the government. So many people want this.
But I don't know if it's what i want. It leaves no room for my passions in life. I want music, art, love, and faith to fuel my life, not money, power, and politics.
I can recite most of the twenty seven amendments. I can tell you about the Indian allotment act, and the united states constitution. I know that Benjamin Franklin made 48 corrections to the Declaration of Independence.
I'm good at this. I can do law, history, and politics.
I don't want to. I don't want to be driven by greed. I don't want to resent my parents for drowning me in a career that I hate.
I want to travel the world. I want to help people. I want to fight indifference. i want to change the way people think and feel.
I want to sing. I don't want highschool to be the last place I ever performed. I want to know what it feels like to embrace a breeze in the swiss alps. I want to watch an hour pass through Big Ben's eyes. I want to taste guinness where it began. I want to meet a friend for lunch in a parisian cafe. I want to fall in love.
I want my own life, not the life my parents dreamt for me.
I don't know how to tell them.
But in the end, everything's okay. If it's not okay, it's not the end.