Till very recent I thought there were things I needed to do to sustain myself, to feel fulfilled however it has been a sheer epiphany where I’ve realised that all the things I thought I needed to do are just things I really want to do.
Like so many of us I’ve loved and lost. Fell down, got back up again. Repeatedly. Infinite times.
Having experienced multifaceted trauma at a young age, I couldn’t do so many things I wanted to do then.
Now as I turn 30 I still haven’t done so many things on my list.
I don’t even have a clear list.
But some of the things I really want to do include pretty much a little bit of everything!
Yes, I want to do everything.
I want to study law. I want to finish writing my PhD thesis. I want to work for the UN. I want to write a book. I want to endlessly write. I want to endlessly read. I want to direct a movie. I want to be featured in my own movie. I want to make music. I want to become a professional singer.
I want to do corporate, I want to do arts. I want to do me and I want to do what so many others dream of. I want to give back.
I want to do it all.
I don’t need to. I never did.
I want to.
And perhaps I will, all of it, one by one, slowly and gradually. Or maybe not so slowly.