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Where's your life going?!
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My life has already arrived. I'm living it right now. It's still moving, of course, I still have some hopes and dreams to aim at, but my life is my life and I am in a constant state of being. I know that sounds hippie-dippie, and I don't care. I'm as happy as a pig in shit, and I don't see why I have to not be happy just because I didn't achieve the things I set out to do when I was eighteen.
When I was eighteen, I wanted to be a fashion designer. A world-famous fashion designer, naturally. Then I discovered that I hated sewing. So I switched over to interior design, and discovered that other people's tastes were not to be countenanced.
So I decided to not be anything except happy, reaching for the next dream in line rather than saving up all my happiness for some distant prospect that may or may not work out. And that was the formula that got me to where I wanted to be.
I went to college and poked around in lower-division waiting to see what sang to me; that happened to be writing. I got through my English lit degree on the assumption that I'd become a teacher, preferably a college professor, but then I had a look at the graduate work (post-Modern deconstructionism was all the rage, and I still don't know what that means) and started to think again, maybe junior college or even high school. Then I got a job as an administrative assistant for a teachers' union, got to see behind the scenes of the teaching profession, and decided that teaching was not for me... but administration definitely was.
And so I have a job I love, administrative assistant in a social services agency. So maybe I have more bosses than clients, so the pay sucks and the 401(k) is more a courtesy than a safety-net, I've got moths in my wallet and I've got duct-tape on my seven-year-old car, I have a way higher balance on my credit-cards than in my savings account... but I'm happy.
Success isn't measured in how highly you're paid, or in how many square feet of house you own (in partnership with a bank), or in how pretty your wife is or how many offspring you manage to unleash upon the world. Success is whether or not you do the thing that makes you happy, and you do it to the best of your ability, even better than you thought your ability would allow, and keep reaching for the next dream.
Bidude, you've reached a point that many of us reached in our twenties, where we have to reevaluate the dreams we dreamed in high school. Honestly, very few people want the same thing in their thirties as they wanted in their teens: the only way to stay the same is to not grow up.
When I was eighteen, I wanted to be a fashion designer. A world-famous fashion designer, naturally. Then I discovered that I hated sewing. So I switched over to interior design, and discovered that other people's tastes were not to be countenanced.
So I decided to not be anything except happy, reaching for the next dream in line rather than saving up all my happiness for some distant prospect that may or may not work out. And that was the formula that got me to where I wanted to be.
I went to college and poked around in lower-division waiting to see what sang to me; that happened to be writing. I got through my English lit degree on the assumption that I'd become a teacher, preferably a college professor, but then I had a look at the graduate work (post-Modern deconstructionism was all the rage, and I still don't know what that means) and started to think again, maybe junior college or even high school. Then I got a job as an administrative assistant for a teachers' union, got to see behind the scenes of the teaching profession, and decided that teaching was not for me... but administration definitely was.
And so I have a job I love, administrative assistant in a social services agency. So maybe I have more bosses than clients, so the pay sucks and the 401(k) is more a courtesy than a safety-net, I've got moths in my wallet and I've got duct-tape on my seven-year-old car, I have a way higher balance on my credit-cards than in my savings account... but I'm happy.
Success isn't measured in how highly you're paid, or in how many square feet of house you own (in partnership with a bank), or in how pretty your wife is or how many offspring you manage to unleash upon the world. Success is whether or not you do the thing that makes you happy, and you do it to the best of your ability, even better than you thought your ability would allow, and keep reaching for the next dream.
Bidude, you've reached a point that many of us reached in our twenties, where we have to reevaluate the dreams we dreamed in high school. Honestly, very few people want the same thing in their thirties as they wanted in their teens: the only way to stay the same is to not grow up.
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Honestly, very few people want the same thing in their thirties as they wanted in their teens: the only way to stay the same is to not grow up.
How very true. There is a great deal of pressure in Anglo-Saxon society to "achieve something" with one's life. One has to be "doing" something in order to feel justified to breathe the same air as the more industrious of us all. But what we achieve in our own personal development is sometimes as important if not more important than how we have fulfilled society's expectations of us. Personally, I would rather be happy fulfilling no one else's expectations of me other than my own than to be miserable attempting to do the impossible. Society will always raise the bar on you, so seeking happiness through the traditional Protestant path of "work hard and go far" is often a fleeting gesture of flailing at the wind.
I went to university to attempt to follow my father in banking, but was bored to tears, and dropped out of my MBA studies in my second year. My father was not pleased.
I knew that what I wanted to be was an art historian! So I went to Paris to study art history there, and earned two degrees and a pat on the back, but not much else. I was told I would need practical experience, and so my aunt arranged for me to enter into the training program at Christie's auction house in London. A marvellous experience despite my being the only male in a sea of European debutantes. But I learned only one thing after four years of study and apprenticeship and training, and that was that I did not like the art world or anyone involved in it. So now I have degrees that are sitting prettily on my walls and are of completely no use to me.
I am 41 years old and still have not found my professional place in the world. Fortunately I can afford to continue looking, but that is not the point. I had a beautiful relationship for ten years with the man of my dreams (until he passed away a year and a half ago), and we travelled together, explored life together and grew together, and I feel that I was able to grow so much with him in ways that no traditional career path would ever have given me. I would say that, despite not having him around anymore, I am on the whole a contented and sometimes very happy person, because I have followed my passions.
When I have a need for enlightenment, I know that there is a great big world out there for me to explore through books, music, travel, (and yes, even art), and I have friends and family all over the world with whom to share the wonderful experiences of life. To me, that is where your life should be going, and nowhere else. To where you can find joy in every day of your life and in what God has given us all in the beauty that is this great big world.
Basically, I have found that when one simply seeks happiness and the joy of living, all the rest tends to fall into place on its own. That has been my experience, anyway.
How very true. There is a great deal of pressure in Anglo-Saxon society to "achieve something" with one's life. One has to be "doing" something in order to feel justified to breathe the same air as the more industrious of us all. But what we achieve in our own personal development is sometimes as important if not more important than how we have fulfilled society's expectations of us. Personally, I would rather be happy fulfilling no one else's expectations of me other than my own than to be miserable attempting to do the impossible. Society will always raise the bar on you, so seeking happiness through the traditional Protestant path of "work hard and go far" is often a fleeting gesture of flailing at the wind.
I went to university to attempt to follow my father in banking, but was bored to tears, and dropped out of my MBA studies in my second year. My father was not pleased.
I knew that what I wanted to be was an art historian! So I went to Paris to study art history there, and earned two degrees and a pat on the back, but not much else. I was told I would need practical experience, and so my aunt arranged for me to enter into the training program at Christie's auction house in London. A marvellous experience despite my being the only male in a sea of European debutantes. But I learned only one thing after four years of study and apprenticeship and training, and that was that I did not like the art world or anyone involved in it. So now I have degrees that are sitting prettily on my walls and are of completely no use to me.
I am 41 years old and still have not found my professional place in the world. Fortunately I can afford to continue looking, but that is not the point. I had a beautiful relationship for ten years with the man of my dreams (until he passed away a year and a half ago), and we travelled together, explored life together and grew together, and I feel that I was able to grow so much with him in ways that no traditional career path would ever have given me. I would say that, despite not having him around anymore, I am on the whole a contented and sometimes very happy person, because I have followed my passions.
When I have a need for enlightenment, I know that there is a great big world out there for me to explore through books, music, travel, (and yes, even art), and I have friends and family all over the world with whom to share the wonderful experiences of life. To me, that is where your life should be going, and nowhere else. To where you can find joy in every day of your life and in what God has given us all in the beauty that is this great big world.
Basically, I have found that when one simply seeks happiness and the joy of living, all the rest tends to fall into place on its own. That has been my experience, anyway.
AHHH!! I am beginning to think of my future and it's scary!!
I entered university when I was 17. Graduating when I am 20... If my tentative plan goes through, I'd be working right after with no break in the middle. Sitting for my CA and CFA exam....
For some reason.. the prospects of rushing through things doesn't sound too good to me.. SO WHY AM I STILL DOING IT?! Would I regret it in the future?
Yooper
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To quote my Mom who turns 71 in a couple of weeks
'I still don't know what I want to be when I grow up.'
'I still don't know what I want to be when I grow up.'
hotdog1846
To Wed Mr. Clean in Iowa!
I don't know what I want to be when I grow up, either.
But, I get great satisfaction in serving others and helping them reach the maximum of their potential, and helping humanity also reach the maximum of its potential. I could apply that in many ways, but I happened to pick a profession that I think is fun (most of the time).
But, I get great satisfaction in serving others and helping them reach the maximum of their potential, and helping humanity also reach the maximum of its potential. I could apply that in many ways, but I happened to pick a profession that I think is fun (most of the time).
unless i'm happy with myself with no issues to worry about, children will put more issues/problems on me.
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I'm not sure. I'm trying to make my business grow in a bad economy. I'm hoping that commercial property will take a major drop in my area over the next year of so, so that I can hopefully buy a building and take my business to the next level, adding more employees, and possibly taking a little time off once in a while. The cheapest thing that I can find right now is over $800k and I'm not willing to take on that much debt right now.
I'm just trying to be very careful right now with the economy.
I'm really concerned with the inflation that we are headed for.
I'm just trying to be very careful right now with the economy.
I'm really concerned with the inflation that we are headed for.
kevbo
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Of course they do, but isn't the best part of life solving issues/problems? It'd be boring otherwise.
if you are ready to look after the children from day one until they are full grown adults go for it and have children.