It's Always The Same Thing

If I was given a dollar for every lecture my step-father has given me about my future, I would be a very rich woman right now. Of course, that is what he wants for me as he told me this afternoon. He wants me to give up my "pointless dreams" of being a writer, get out there and get a real job. He says the same things every time:

      "You aren't going to make any money doing that."
      "Why would you waste your time writing anyways?"
      "I just want you to realize your full potential in life."

And to all of these I tell him that I don't really care about being rich. If it happens, it happens. I'm doing this because it makes me happy and I hope that I can help entertain others with novels they enjoy reading. And hopefully, they can get something meaningful out of it.

Also, I don't feel like I'm wasting my time. How is doing something you love such a bad thing? How is that viewed as being a waste of time? To me, it isn't a waste at all. It should never be a waste.

My full potential, huh? Maybe writing is what I'm supposed to do. Maybe this is my "calling" so to speak. I know that the reason why people can't understand my love for writing. It's because it's unheard of around here.  I was told I need to get out there, get married and have a couple of kids. That's just not on my agenda right now. I'm doing something different and nobody wants to take the time to hear me out.

Do I get frustrated by all the doubts from people? Sure, at times. But, I also know that I need to keep going for myself. Only I really know my full potential and that's what I'm doing. I'm putting forth my full potential in my writing and one day, I will get noticed for it. Someone will see it and publish my works.

So, my step-dad can keep the lectures coming. It's just fueling my desire to continue to write.