Jul 21
a society that wonβt let me follow my dreams or wonβt let me have dreams at all is highly disturbing, and frankly not one i want to live in.
when i was a child, my dreams were unrealistic, obviously. most of them even completely unfeasible. but with growth and learning through experience i got a pretty good grasp on what i need, want, and what i stand for. a dream was built: a person i want to become, the things i want to achieve and the things and actions i want to give to others.
but this world became bleaker with each and every day. though my dreams didnβt turn into nightmares, they became delusions, without a fault of my own. which is even worse than any nightmare i could imagine for myself
