Death, taxes, and setbacks. Everyone’s path in life is different and we cannot expect to follow the path of one in hopes that it will work for us. We all must take the road less travelled by, as stated in Robert Frost’s poem, “The Road Not Taken”, and make our own lasting impression and beginning. See, we as humans make decisions everyday and these particular decisions determine our life. It’s scary to think that what we once thought of can cause a series of events that lead us to this very moment.
Ever enter an interview and they ask you the lame question of where do you see yourself in five years? I despise this particular question because who the fuck knows. The way I see myself in five years today, may change tomorrow let alone a year or two from now. There is no blueprint for life and we all need to accept this. If we fail at not achieving our five year goals, it’s okay. Life changes and shit happens. We all move on and figure our life out eventually. It’s a great idea to have some future ideas planned out, but for us to all be flexible with these plans is a must. I thought I was going to be a math teacher teaching somewhere in countryside England, after all I entered university studying math to begin with before I switched majors to political science. I was disheartened, thought I had failed, but look at me, I still graduated and have a degree under my belt. The point I am trying to make is this, we all make decisions in life that are wrong but these decisions help us get to where we are today and life, well life doesn’t always work out the way we want.
Death, taxes, and setbacks. Everyone pays taxes, death is inevitable, and we all have to overcome many obstacles in life to get where we want to be. These obstacles may be minor, but majority of them will have some lasting impact on each of our lives. Obstacles or setbacks as I like to call them, shape us into the individuals we are today. Scleroderma is just one of my many setbacks and for years, I was in denial; not fully accepting the disease and its totality. I didn’t cause it. I can’t cure it, avoid it, outsmart it, nor control it. What I can do, is manage it and live with my new normal because staying true to myself is the real battle
I was diagnosed back in 2014 and my entire world came crashing down. I have days where depression and anxiety consumes the best of me and I don’t necessarily want to get out of bed, but I’m changing my outlook on life. When I first was diagnosed, I viewed it as a death sentence. However, I have learned to accept death. I mean we all die eventually and I could have either stayed in a state where I wanted absolutely nothing to do with the world, or I could change my outlook and begin to live my life with my new normal. I decided the latter over the former and I am content with how my life has been since. Choosing the latter was a much harder decision to make because the former was easier. It was easier to lay in bed all day, ignore my friends and family, and be lost in my own little world drowning out my sorrows with music and anger. However, this one major life changing decision has brought me to this moment of me starting something I have always wanted to do and being a part of something larger than myself.
Death, taxes, and setbacks. These three things are the only guarantees in life. We all must choose to accept our fate and begin living our life the way we want to. Life is short and if we only listen to others around us on how we should live our life, then we are not actually living. Take chances. Be the change. Fail, multiple times. Become the individual you were meant to be and don’t listen to others on how you want to live your life. Not everyone will agree with you and your life choices, but you need to do what you believe is best for you.