I don’t want to settle in life.
I want to be happy. I want to fall in love. I want to go to college and gain tons of knowledge. I want to decide for myself what to do.
You don’t get to make these decisions for me. I am growing up and these choices I am making are mine and mine alone. I need to do what is best for me, not for you. Lately you have been telling me what I should do with my life, where I should go to school, and who I should be talking to about this.
But this isn’t up to you. This is up to me.
I don’t want to end up like you. You settled in life, and it shows. You go to work everyday unhappy, and come home unhappy, and I don’t want to live my life feeling that way. There are too many other things out in this world to discover and explore, to feel and think and I don’t want to miss any of it because I was averse about life.
Who cares if college is going to cost a fortune? Who cares if I want to major in something strange? Who cares where I go to school? If I want to make a decision to some ridiculously expensive college, then that is my choice. I will deal with the effect of that decision, because it was mine. And not yours.
Everything is meant to happen for a reason, and if I follow my heart and do what makes me happy then I think I turned out pretty good.
I understand that you’re my parents and you are only trying to do what you think is best for me, and I appreciate that. But there comes a time when I need to stand on my own two feet and breakaway.
But don’t, for one minute, think that these critical choices lie in your hands. And don’t, ever pressure me to settle.