Walk in my beautiful pumps darling |
I have spent a good portion of my life trying to make sure I do what my elders tell me to do and to make my family happy. A few years ago, it occurred to me that they were the happy ones and I was the one who was miserable.
Miserable.
Why? Why am I trying to make all of them so happy???????
Does it make me happy? No
Who is living with all the things that makes me unhappy? Me and it's affecting those around me #sorry
Who's there to be my sunshine and butterflies? No one because they don't know I'm miserable
What kind of life is that??
Why did I do it for so many years? It's complicated. The short version is, I think it was part a cultural thing and the other part was I never wanted to disappoint my dad.
Do I want my kids to disappoint me? No, but I don't want them to be unhappy either. I want my children to be fearless (within reason). If they want to be a singer, an actor, a painter, go ahead! Just don't be lazy!! Work hard, embrace rejection because life is full of it. Don't be scared.
It's quite interesting to think about why this game was created |
If I want to teach my kids not to be scared of everything then I need to walk the walk! I envy people who can shake off rejection, who don't worry about their social awkwardness, who see a goal and do what they have to get there. I've been so determined to understand rejection, I bought Rejection Therapy. I want to do what I can to teach my kids to not be like me. It's okay if you don't want to be safe and get a 9-to-5. It's also okay if you really do want to be an accountant. Somebody has to love crunching those numbers.
I don't want my kids to get a career because it's safe, I want my kids to get a career because it drives them. It gives fuel to their fire. When they go home at the end of their work day I want them to feel good about it.
We live in a different time and I hope that no matter what I do, I can teach my children by example.
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