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Pardon how motivational this sounds.
Only recently have I become aware of how important dreams and aspirations are to me. Long-range things I'd like to physically, mentally, politically, emotionally. Some of which more practical than others, but the fact remains I'm fiercely determined to meet each and every one of them.
Now, one of these aspirations is always to be true to myself, and never decieve myself into going into a situation I don't legitimately enjoy doing, be it work, a relationship, etc. This is compounded by the fact that I'm in a perpetual state of self-discovery leads to situations that could be described as 'flip-flopping,' changing my mind down the road for what I once stated was absolute.
This philosophical bubble was brought up by a particularly lame scenario; In the movie Juno, there's the scene where the sleazy guy divorces his crazy-OCD wife because he wants to go for his dreams. From my personal experience regarding people's reception to this event, it was seemingly designed to villify one's own growing awareness of themselves, simultaneously demonizing the self due to a 'greater cause' of anothers emotional state.
I may be channeling Rand, but am I wrong in thinking that the self is ultimately the only thing that matters? You can't expect someone else to achieve for you, nor can you expect someone else to make you content with your life. A person will not remove the regrets of 'should-haves' that are a result of your not striving.
I'm getting long-winded now, and due to my critical inability to write a good conclusion when it comes to these things, I'll cut it off before I start rambling.