Write a six-word story about what you think the future holds for you, and then expand on it in a post.Photographers, artists, poets: show us SIX.
via Daily Prompt: Six of One, Half a Dozen of the Other.
“Don’t want to push through life”
I am glad I waited to write this post. I felt good today. I wasn’t dwelling on anything or stressing about anything. The six-word story I decided on was “don’t want to push through life”. After a conversation I had today with my father.
I was talking to him about my life. At the end of my work day, I guess I had a few moments where I started to think about what I had stressed about the day before. So I wanted to vent about my job, my relationships with people and just life in general. He told me I needed to let things go basically and just push through life because there is nothing you can do about all these things that I keep stressing about.
At that moment, I realized that is what my daily post would be about. I realized once again, I don’t want to just push through life and accept that I am destined to be routine. I want more. I want life to push through me. I have expressed this time and time again, I need more for my life. I don’t want to just coast the waves, I want to ride them head on and that may be why I am always so stressed.
I am constantly challenging myself and trying to perfect every minute of everyday but criticizing my every action. I am pretty sure to be that obsessive is unhealthy. For some reason, I have this urge to be this super human, who can take life and make so much more than what society tells me it is destined to be.
At the end of the day, I don’t want to just push through. I can’t and won’t let myself just be another body in this world. I need more. I want more. I am destined for more. I am not ashamed of trying to make this life more than mediocre. I don’t think it is wrong to feel this way. With this desire though comes struggle and trials. All of which I must over come.
I haven’t figured out how I will conquer my goals and I am not sure exactly what it is that will make my life extraordinary. All I know is I have to try. So pray for me and wish me luck and hopefully I will be more than just a girl from New York, making a minimum salary and popping out kids that I can’t afford.
Don’t push through life.