I have picked up on the weakness of the human race.
There’s a reason why I’m almost an adult. I’ve seen enough of the world to hold my own in it. I’ve seen enough of the world to know where I fit in it. I’ve seen enough of the world to hate it.
I’ve seen enough of the world, and that is all.
We all feel as though we are missing something- something crucial- and we waste our energy on an endless search for it. Desperation increases each time I look in the mirror and realize that the little girl who used to look back at me with her soft, brown eyes is gone. Instead, there is a young woman whose eyes implore me to answer the questions that hang over her: Why do I feel the way I do? What can I contribute to the world? Where am I supposed to go to college? What is the point? How do I leave? What’s the next step? When will it end? When is it my turn?
The world would have me believe that it knows the answers to these questions.
In order to have an easy life, I need money. In order to earn money, I need to succeed in a good job. In order to secure a good job, I need to go to a prestigious college. In order to get into a prestigious college, I need to work on increasing my GPA (which is currently a 4.3 out of 4.0), and write some kick-butt essays. The work and the stress that go into this money-making process depresses me.
So, if money won’t do it for me, then how about fame?
In order to make a difference in the world, people need to know my name. In order for people to know my name, I need to be “discovered.” In order to get that attention, I need to bring something unique and wonderful to the world stage. In order to harness that creativity, I need to set aside the time to work on my craft. But wait! What if this whole fame thing doesn’t work out? What’d you say? I have to have enough of a foothold in the money-making system just in case I need a fallback? OK, then. I’ll just split my time in half, and only be partially good at both. But it’s a good sacrifice. After all, it’s better to be safe than sorry, right?
Well, this sounds like a great plan, except… now I’m lonely. So I’ll split my time three ways to make room for all the relationships in my life. I mean, I wouldn’t be anything without my friends and family, right? And of course, I’ll want to have a family of my own someday. In order to have a family of my own, I’ll need to find a husband…
I have been taught that these are the ways you can find happiness, but little does the world know that I actually already have the answer.
I should probably go talk to the young woman in the mirror about it.