Growing up my parents were overly cautious with me. Actually, over-cautious is an underestimation. Their favorite word in the English language is probably the word “but.”
“But what if you die?”
“But what if it’s dangerous?”
“But what if you can’t do that?”
“But what if someone kidnaps you?”
“But what if it’s dangerous?”
“But what if you can’t do that?”
“But what if someone kidnaps you?”
“But what if you get divorced?”
“But what if you don’t make enough money?”
“But what if you can’t find a job?”
“But you shouldn’t do that because…”
“But you can’t say that because…”
“But… but… but… but….”
“But what if you don’t make enough money?”
“But what if you can’t find a job?”
“But you shouldn’t do that because…”
“But you can’t say that because…”
“But… but… but… but….”
They were successful in creating a goody two-shoes. But what good is it being a goody two-shoes? I’ve seen what happens when you’re a goody two-shoes. You get to go to school, work hard for pennies in a job you settled for, complain about the Man, work some more for dollars in another job you settled for, daydream about what might have been, work for a couple of more dollars, then… you die? Thanks, but uhh… I’ll pass.
If I’ve learned anything in my short time alive, it’s that when you’re surrounded by people who overthink everything, it can hold you down from doing ANYTHING. I’m sure my parents meant well, but I have been spending a lot of time doing damage control for the past four years of my life. I’m thankful for everything that my parents have done for me, except this. Maybe it kept me from being run over by a car as a child or being abducting by strangers who bait children with candy.
In the long run all it has done is make me even more fearful and hesitant to move out of the box. And guess what, I’m not satisfied with taking the road most taken because my life up to this point as been about adapting and thinking up creative ways to get things done. Why should I stick with the same old familiarity? Neither has no place in my life for where I’m trying to go and what I’m trying to do.
Still… un-educating yourself is a HECK of a lot of work. *whew* Somebody PLEASE reassure me it’s worth it.
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