I don’t want to finish with the toughest degree so that I can get the highest paying job that will pay for my great car. Then marry some yuppie and live in the richest suburb’s most expensive white picket-fence house filled with crap that I don’t need. Pop out two and a half overachieving kids who’ll go to the best private schools and universities that money can buy, living a lifestyle that they can’t appreciate. Until I die an appropriate death due to old age after building up a nice inheritance for my overfed underloved children.
Nothing makes me more anxious that this is the life I’m supposed to be working towards. And that I don’t want it. What else is there.
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At least the sex would be nice.
XD Well I wouldn’t know if that would make everything bearable? Haha Maybe that’s why lots of people stick to that life.
Well, what do you want then? You listed the dream of pretty much every woman.
Is it really the dream of most women? Because I can’t stand the meaninglessness of it all. Isn’t there more to this life than staus, power and being comfortable? It’s like being uncomfortable with being comfortable. What about other people?
hazydays: I don’t know how old you are but I’m 31 and I’ve been asking myself this question for ten years. I’ve explored everything that is on offer. No joy.
What you are feeling is actually the greatest blessing you could have. Awakening from the dream we’ve all been trapped in. Realizing there is more to life and reality then feeding our egos and pitting them against each other to feel better about ourselves.
But, with this awakening comes great pain as you realize that the Earth is not your true home and these are not your people; And you feel alone in a room full of people.
How can you cope living in a world of people who cannot relate to your spiritual level?
I don’t know if I am coping. I told a close friend about this anxiety and she says the life I described seems amazing to her.
Most of my life I have been bored. I never studied like everybody else and fluked my way all through high school, doing the bare minimum. Even in university. I took up everything under the sun to occupy my time, worked too many jobs. There’s all these expectations and I’ve just been going along with what everybody else is doing as if running somebody else’s race. I feel hungry for something. There’s something out there, there must be. Otherwise, what is this all about?
*Ding* *Ding* This is your higher self speaking! Time to wake up!
Try googling Indigo children and Starseeds.