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Crossroads

I guess I could say that I am where billions, trillions, okay... so everyone has been. I don't know really what I want to do in my life. I know that I want to help people, I want to do something dramatic, something that will change the world (okay, so maybe I'm being idealistic, but there is absolutely nothing wrong with dreaming). I want to do something that's exciting, something that will take me to the edges of the world, something that is dangerous and will keep my adrenaline pumping. I want to do something that is creative, I want to make peices of artwork that are known throughout the world. I want to be talented and play music in front of crowds. I want to be a mother, and have tons and tons of kids, caring for those who can't care for themselves. I want to be a leader, and come up with grand idea's that will help society become a different place. I want to change the way life has become, I want to make the world a beautiful place to live in again.
But.... how can I, I am but just one person. And even if there were a way to do all of these amazing things, I wouldn't know where to begin. I feel like I've let myself be hindered and held back so much, that I feel I've lost some bit of importance in my life. I know that I should be demanding independence at this age, I should be out there doing things on my own. But I don't know how, even though I have never had that issue before. I have become so dependent that I'm afraid to experience these things on my own. I hate it, if I'm so afraid to live, then why am I even here. I want to push out, and I know that in order to do this I have to take life one step at a time. I'm just afraid..... afraid to fail, and I know that I can't give up anymore. I have to face all of my fears and stop running away.


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