Back To School?

i dislike when people tell me what to do but i don’t let it bother me so im building resistance. my grandparents really want me to go back to school and they’re like we’ll give you gold earrings when you get a degree and get a good job. can’t blame them they can’t think in the new era. they’re old school mentality is instilled in the rest of the family too. success = degree and a good job (comfort). even my uncle, he tries to subtly tell me that i should go back and finish my program. “you know i wish i did it.” boom i caught it there too. my uncle regrets his choices and projecting on me cuz he sees not who i am but that piece of him in me. i say i will just to make him happy. They don’t factor in dreams, only logic. I was born to prove this ideology dead. The ones that love me want to see me safe and out of love it’s coming from a good place. but i wasn’t born for safety and i fucking killed parts of my self to destroy myself from ever settling for comfort. 


to them:

degree= protection 

job= stability 

gift= external validation


it’s not me, it’s the part of them they see in me. similar but never ever of equivalence. Makaveli out.

oh wait also a piece of advice. it’s still good to get advice from other people. it does benefit. but never ever let the advice from others become your words because they don’t live your life, the advise is based on theirs. you need to be able to have your own voice that determines your truth. view advice as a mirror, and only take what truly reflects you. Makaveli out X2.


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