I've spent my entire life cooped up within the four walls of my home, dreaming of far off places, of lives that I felt could never be mine to live. And yet, when I do get the chance to live my dreams, you begrudge me of that chance to live how I want to live, to make my dreams a reality.
My desire to leave home doesn't necessarily mean that I'm turning my back on my family. It simply means that I want to have a place I could call my own, where I could take the time to discover myself without people constantly telling me how I should be.
And telling me that my dreams are not worth it, won't be helping either. I happen to love what I do, and its unfortunate that you cannot fully fathom how passionate I am about it. Just because you don't understand the importance of what I do doesn't give you the right to belittle it and declare it insignificant, because if your goal is to bring me back into the fold, well then its about time you change strategies because its definitely not working.
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