I have the plans in motion. I have the resources and connections as well as a steady income. So, why do I feel frozen? I don’t know if it’s simply self-doubt or if it’s a lack of support but one thing I know, something has left me feeling trapped, unable to break free. I have never been one to wallow in self-pity. I believe in myself and I’m not afraid to admit it. However, I have been cursed with an eidetic memory. I can never forget the things I wish to. Although I do not care for those who allow negativity to harbour their souls, I can’t help but invest time in proving critics wrong.
Why do I care? I don’t care. I know they speak from jealousy but I feel I’m subconsciously always trying to dispute their opinions. We all know what opinions are so trying to dispute an opinion is a waste of time. Although I can identify most who don’t want to see me succeed, I can’t help but feel it’s a culture, a society always open to supporting failure. Hard work is no longer recognised. The art of grafting, starting from the bottom with little to no help, is no longer recognised. Recognition seems to be limited to the highest bidder, anyone with money. Nepotism also plays a role, reducing the quality of life, the quality of content and smothering creativity. People doubt their hard work, as they believe they have less than those who do nothing.