</ Episode two: the girl who met the dream's guardian!>
2020-02-03 00:21:33 by Nada Tebba.jpg)
{ What would be your thoughts when you hit your 30 years old? } { Mine was: no way, how could it happen? I didn't even have the time to make my bucket list before my thirties! } { Funnily, my first white hair showed up, taunting me, announcing the beginning of the adventures of a woman over thirty! } { In my twenties, thirty seemed an impressive age; it declares the end of incertitude and welcomes the world of achievements. The social conventions provide us a decade to build our empire. We should set constants goals, stay devoted to them, find a job, get a brilliant career, marry someone awesome, have cute children, choose our political opinions. An endless, impersonal list of things to do before you turn thirty, but wait a minute, who decided that our life should run this way? Who fixed this idiotic limit named &quot;age&quot; ; which stands between us and our accomplishments? Why should we follow this manual, dictated by someone else? } { Don't be alarmed! I am not claiming an ideological revolution against conformist's beliefs. It was only my motivational monologue to overcome my fears, while I get myself ready to change my life's trajectory and evaluating my purposes. } { After announcing the earthquake ( to understand what I mean, check out my last post: https://www.bpdiarys.com/index.php?action=article&&article=47 By the way, it's not optional &#128540; ); I woke up the next day screaming: &quot; what did I do?&quot; Eyes wide open, I pinched myself; No, it wasn't a nightmare. I've quitted my job for real; I committed to a new purpose. Since now, there is &quot; no white flag &quot; ; it's just me and my dream against locked doors. } { That day, I put my high heels and my red lipstick on. A little bit of fancy to level-up my confidence and calm down my anxiety. } { I've prepared my speech a few days ago. I spent a lot of time to write a winning cover letter, explaining my project and my motivations. I opened the office door of the university's educational director, so optimistic. &quot; It is maybe my first step toward my goal. &quot; I secretly said. } { &quot; Why would you learn to code? You finished your studies; you had a doctorate, a promising career. Anyway, you should know; without a strong mathematical and technical background, you won't be able to succeed. It requires many years of work and practice to become qualified. Be realistic; you aren't capable. Everybody, those days, has this fantasy; building an application, being rich and famous, it's exhausting! Why do you want to waste your time? &quot; } { It took me a few minutes to process so many unfounded judgments, all at once. The only thing I wanted that day after leaving the office: take off my heels, lay down on the bed, cry over my naive optimism.} { New projects rhyme with &quot; organizing finances &quot; especially when you return to school as an adult! } { My financial adviser was a sympathetic person, apart from the fact, he talks a lot, and listen less. I was supposed to talk finance with him; I ended up having a long conversation about my future. I couldn't stop him, he was so enthusiastic and sincerely concerned about my success, jumping from one subject to another. He gave himself the right to question my decisions and tried hard to convince me to follow his advice. It was our first meeting; I was listening to him silently while thinking about a delicious cupcake with whipped coconut cream, I would buy once this is over. } { People say you should work hard to accomplish your dreams; no one will tell you that your way will be surrounded by the presumed guardian of dreams. They are everywhere, acting like cancer cells; they don't ask your permission to get into your life and judge your goals. They will do anything to prove that they are right using the most confident and convincing arguments that your choices are the worst, your goals aren't worthy, and they generously give you an alternative. They assume knowing your abilities, and what's best for you, even if they meet you for the first time. Their words have a powerful impact if you aren't cautious and aware. } { In my case, after a party of tears and blaming my heels for my sad day, I continued my excursion to find a tech school that wants me! } { I bought that tasty cupcake. A month later, I get an email from my bank informing me that my financial adviser has left. I smiled, wishing good luck to his future clients. } { Are you wondering what happened next? Stay tuned and subscribe to receive the new episode heated directly from the oven. Sign up, leave a message if you want to share your experience! }
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