Something
Something about today just doesn’t feel right....Everywhere I turn, people are influencing and pressuring me to be "perfect" and to live up to their expectations. Ever since I was three, my Daddy has handed the world to me on a silver platter. For that, I will always be grateful. However, I have realized that the world was his world. I was forced to abide. He is trying to live his life through mine.
My future seems muddled for the first time in my life. Veterinary medicine has always been my dream and motivation. Now, doubts are lingering in my weary mind. My intricate future has been planned out by advisors, my parents, and experience. This being very predictable and detailed for nothing less than "perfection" and success. The only problem is me.
And a word on perfection... I definitely am not, just ask those who know me best. Perfection doesn’t exist, it is an illusion. Some would consider trying to achieve perfection as fun because you'd never get bored. I beg to differ. So here are my apologizes for not living up to my Daddy's expectations. I am going to define my own.
I am tired of the expectations and pressure....
My future seems muddled for the first time in my life. Veterinary medicine has always been my dream and motivation. Now, doubts are lingering in my weary mind. My intricate future has been planned out by advisors, my parents, and experience. This being very predictable and detailed for nothing less than "perfection" and success. The only problem is me.
And a word on perfection... I definitely am not, just ask those who know me best. Perfection doesn’t exist, it is an illusion. Some would consider trying to achieve perfection as fun because you'd never get bored. I beg to differ. So here are my apologizes for not living up to my Daddy's expectations. I am going to define my own.
I am tired of the expectations and pressure....