Dreams can become a reality

 
When I graduated high school several years ago, I was set to go to a four year university to get my degree and ultimately find a traditional job.  I wasn’t sure exactly what I wanted to do, but I knew I wanted to make tons of money.

Choosing business school five years ago was not a decision I put much thought into. I knew I would have room for advancement in my job and the pay would be good.  I would work long days and my career would likely be my life. At the time I was okay with that. At that time I was not in love, I did not have my two babies (dogs), I did not live on my own, and I did not know how valuable time truly was.

I made it through seven semesters of school, and only had two more to complete, when I decided that the life I was working toward was not the life I wanted. People told me, and still tell me, to finish my degree so I have a backup plan. Finish my degree so I at least have a degree. Finish my degree for all sorts of reasons. These are the things I had also been telling myself for at least two years.

I continued on in school for the duration I did, because I was afraid that people would judge me. I was afraid that people would think I was doing nothing with my life. I was afraid people would think I had no goals. I was afraid... that was it.
I was afraid to follow my own dream, because it did not align with what other’s had dreamed for me. My passion was never to be an accountant or economist. My passion was telling stories.

Letting others control the way I choose to live my life is a thing of the past now. I have goals and dreams. I want to live a productive life where I am successful in whatever I choose to do. I made the decision to no longer allow others to influence what I do with my future. After all, I am the one who has to live the life that I build for myself.

I love writing, I love telling stories, I even like doing research and learning about new things. I have always been this way. I just know writers often spend most of their lives struggling because everyone cannot be the next New York Times best-selling author.

I am still choosing to pursue my dreams even though the odds may not be in my favor. Some people are content living their lives working a job they hate, just because the pay is good. Some people forge their own paths in order to follow their dreams. They choose happiness and freedom over money.