I once thought that happiness came from achieving a big milestone of success, like graduating from a good college, getting a fat paycheck every month, finding the love of your life, buying a new home and raising talented kids. It’s what everyone — including my parents, teachers and friends — has nudged me to pursue as my ‘destiny’.
I’m angry and frustrated, more so than I am hurt.
Like a broken record, his words replayed over and over again in my mind.
“You’re going to wear it. I don’t care what you think — I don’t want to hear any more of this.”
My friend asked me if I wanted to get a manicure with her, but I hesitated. The manicure was $40 for a one-time session, a temporary extravagance I didn’t think was worth it compared to the other other things I had wanted to buy — new clothes, kitchen gadgets, magazines — things I didn’t necessarily need, but would last longer.
She said that right after I had taken out my eggs from the microwave. It was my first time poaching eggs in the microwave, and I couldn’t help but be amused at how well it turned out.
“Well…” as I answered her through mouthfuls of food, “it’s because I’m always learning.”
As we grow older, many of us worry about hitting the specific milestones that’s expected at our age: graduating from school, finding a stable job, getting married, having kids. It’s what our society dictates, and if we try our hardest at feigning ignorance towards these milestones, those around us and those close to us will continue to pressurize us until we do care.