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BROKEN DREAMS


BROKEN DREAMS

I don’t know exactly when my dreams became broken, but I do know that it was due to my fears. Remember when we first knew what we wanted to be when we grew up?
Remember, when we had our very first daydream of what we could become?
Mine was to be a famous fashion designer
one day. I taught myself to draw and I’d create my own designs in the 6th and 7th grade until
doubt in myself set in. Then fake people who I knew didn’t like me began demanding thier attention when I knew they didn’t deserve it.
It confused me I guess. And I lost my confidence. The fear of failure. The fear of not being able to succeed. The fear of success, demand and not meeting expectations. Just thinking too damn much about all of this pushed my dreams further and further away until they vanished. My fears have kept me under it’s spell ever since.

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