Taking risks with a
blind eye. Going through Plan A without a back-up plan. Quitting your job
without a new one on the ready. Just going with the flow of life without
anything concrete, any pre-arranged direction.
All of these were not me. Or at least I was expected
to be not all these. By family. By friends. By acquaintances.
All of them expect me to be wise, smart, organized,
and responsible. They expect me to be great in everything I do. They expect me
to be successful in life. They expect me to be someone great, someone respected
by everyone else.
The difference between childhood and adulthood. When
you were a child, people praise you for getting three stars in your class
activity. They smile so proudly when you get a grade of 85 and above much more
when you are at the top ten. They are happy when you get up at the stage and
join competitions.
When you’re grown up, they start expecting things
from you. They expect perfect scores. They expect medals or certificate of
distinction. They expect you to win all competitions.
And even if some of them don’t voice out their
opinions on your failures— on your mishaps, all you’ll need to do is to look at
the disappointment in their eyes or to see the slight, distorted twist of
disapproval on their lips… or maybe the soft whispers when they think you’re
not listening.
The difference between adulthood and maturity. You
start to see that you are an individual. You have your own beliefs to live by.
Your own personality
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