Over the last few months, I’ve had many disappointments in life. One could say these are results of my own mishaps and just blatant underachieving, but there is much more to it than that. I have a feeling in my head of complete and utter inadequacy and I shouldn’t. I’m not a terrible guy. I’ve got many great things going for me. But there is something missing
Many people feel as if they are “depressed,” or not fulfilled in their current lives and situations. They think that a quick change of scenery (a divorce, job switch, etc.) will fix the emptiness and make them feel as If they have finally achieved an internal state of happiness. Some believe church will be this quick fix- throw a little Jesus in ya and you can take on anything. They are sometimes rewarded, but only the most fervent- the others are left slowly deteriorating into the wooden pews, eventually lying on a deathbed questioning their lives, asking, “what could I have done to be happier?”
I want to avoid this. If I have one hope for my life, it’s to prevent it from happening. There is one simple problem, though- I don’t know how. How the hell do I know what I want? I’m an 18-year-old boy. I should want to skip class, get drunk, and spend way too long and way too much money to get a piece of paper. But I don’t want any of that. I want to see the country and the world. I want to fly jet planes, I want to be president. I want to drive a nice car, have a nice house, and have a hot wife. I want everything society as a whole say a short white kid from West Virginia can’t have. I don’t want to be another subject of the “man.” I want to be special. I’m going to go for it. If I fail, I can lie on my deathbed and smile, saying “Hey, at least I tried.” You should too.