For the past year or so and even right about this second, I have been debating with the question of what I want to do with my life. Frankly, I am nowhere near the answer. I guess it comes from a problem of having options. Have you ever thought how easy life would have been if someone else planned it for you? I mean sure you would be unhappy but no decisions to make, for a while that would be quite awesome. Or would it? Actually no. The decisions you make, make you the person you are. It makes you stronger and tougher. 'Coz when you take that wrong decision, you can only turn around and blame yourself. Today I needed to make a choice - between being seemingly aimless and being happy, and doing a job that will make me maybe 10% happy. The decision I took is the correct one for me because I know that for me more than anything else happiness matters. Everything else, I believe, will work itself out. This belief is not out of a want for confidence in myself. It is because it is. Ten years from now, I do not want to turn around and berate myself about something I didn't do. I want to think that I tried. If after that I fail, I'll deal with it.
Am I showing signs of maturity? I think I am. Maybe right now no one understands this decision. I don't expect them to. All that nonsense about being in another person's shoes. Well you can never be; the shoe will never fit. Don't expect it to. All you can expect is support from the ones you love and that I have. I knew I had a lot of people in my life who loved me but today I realized how unconditional it was. So thanks to all of those people. You know who you are.
