I’m Coming To Terms With The Fact That My Life Isn’t Going The Way I Always Thought It Would

Ever since we were young, we’ve already set our minds to what we want to be someday. We always wanted the impossible things because in our minds, everything was possible as long as we believed in them.

When I was 4, I wanted to be like Queen Elizabeth and have people bow down before me. I also wanted to be a princess and fall in love with a prince who would be willing to do anything for me.

At 7, I wanted to correct the world and make it as perfect as I possibly could. I wanted to make an impact that no one would ever forget.

At 9, I thought I could have the world. I thought I could conquer it. I thought life was easy and I could just fight my way around.

And at 13, I realized how I just wanted to be happy, despite everything I wished for. I wanted to live a life where I wouldn’t want anything in return when I gave away kindness.

That’s when I realized that I was offtrack and my life was nowhere near where I originally planned it would be.

I realized that to have people bow down before you, you have to kiss their asses and give away your dignity. I realized that to have people love and respect you, you have to let them boss you around.

I also realized that to find a prince, you had to put up with a lot of frogs and let them take away parts of you — the good parts.

We never saw this coming when we were young. We never saw the storm, the loud cries in the middle of the night, the happiness we would someday chase around.

We never saw depression right there at the corner of the street, waiting for us to pass by.

We never thought that life could change so dramatically overnight, that those who said they would never leave would someday be gone, that growing up is just a stupid trap.

So now we are left with just accepting the big turnaround and doing damage control to avoid further changes.

It may be heartbreaking to see that things didn’t turn out as you wanted them to be, but we have to get along with what we have now and just continue living.

It’s not like we have a choice, right? We only have one life, so crush your expectations, break the promise you have with your 9-year-old self.

Make your way through this life and survive. Be the warrior you are and accept the fact that life won’t just go with the flow.

It won’t always be how we had planned it to be, and that’s okay.

Because we are strong.

We are capable.

We are survivors.

Make a promise to yourself now that in this life, you will make it.

In this life, you won’t give up.

In this life, you will live like you have everything under control.

You will fake it until you make it. And when you finally make it, rejoice.

That’s when you can finally say to your younger self, “Kid, you have conquered the world.”