One should have hope and dreams. In their absence, eventually, inertia follows and starts to win over intentions and efforts required to move up to a better place, a better life.
As I read and reflected on grief (after the death of my dad in February), I noticed that I previously grieved for my lost hopes/dreams, too. For instance when I lost the hope to marry the person I had once loved. It took me years to completely forget this person and I was in constant pain and missing terribly the happiness I had felt for my future. I had not noticed at that time, but this was one perfect grieving process.
So, what happened?
Nothing much; except that I also lost my ability to dream and get excited about my future life. I also understood what happiness was.
How does that feel?
Not great actually. I am constantly feeling the need to have a zest for life, but I also constantly fail to do so. This recurring, repeating cycle has nothing to offer but discontent, depressive thoughts, and not surprisingly, unhappiness.
Today, I have dreamed about finding the opportunities out there that would help me find a new job somewhere else; this would help me with initiating a new episode of life away from where I am right now. And that dream felt good.
I am not sure what made me feel good more; to have hope after a long period of inertia, or to be able to one day leave here….Anyways…
Do I deserve to be unhappy? Nope.
Do I deserve to be limited this way? Nope.
How many chances do I have in life? One
What prevents me from seeing the opportunities that may be out there? Only me and my mental blocks.
Will I be able to locate these opportunities at once and fast? Probably not.
Am I in rush to find them? No.
So, what should I do?
I can calm down and feel the hope and all the good feelings it brings along.
I can keep dreaming, as dreams are the ones that will give me the motivation and energy to look for opportunities.
I hope I will not lose these, too.
I do not want to grieve for lost opportunities. I want to claim them.