I don’t know how you write a letter to you dreams, and most of the time, I don’t even know what my dreams are. Maybe that’s why it’s been so hard to find my way; when you don’t know what you want, it’s hard to find it.
I know that I dream of making it on my own in a city that makes me happy, and I’m on my way to doing that.
I know that I dream of having someone to share my life with one day, though it doesn’t have to be today. And the person I envision is genderless and raceless and faceless. But I know that they’re unconventional, funny, and (most importantly) really good to me.
I know that I dream of the courage to do what I want with my body without worrying about the repercussions. I want to pierce, tattoo, or dye whatever I feel like and have that be okay with everyone and anyone.
I know that I dream of doing something I love. Life is too short to do something you hate. I want to help people and I want to make a difference. I’m not sure where that will be yet, whether it’s with abuse survivors, the LGBTQ community, the sexuality arena, or somewhere else entirely. But I know that my dream is to make a difference to someone, somehow.
I know that I dream of finding my happiness. It’s been so long since I’ve had it that sometimes I think that I’ve forgotten what true happiness feels like. That is my biggest dream of all: to be happy. I know that some day I will be, and I hope that day comes soon.
Dreams, I hope that you all come true for me. Or, at least some of you. Especially that last one.
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I’d say you’re doing pretty good already with one dream at least. There are lots of blogs I read but I always come here first because I can almost always get a smile even on a bad day.
This place is my stress relief, it’s my window to the rest of the world. Living in the bible belt my family and even most of my friends are very strict religious/conservative folk and their ignorance sometimes drives me crazy. So for me at least, you’ve made a difference, and I’m sure I’m not the only one. Thanks!
Thank you so much.
May all of your dreams come true, Britni. I’m so happy you’re setting out on this adventure–I think you’re going to find yourself again in Boston. I know that when I finally got out of my parents’ house, I was very, very happy again.
I especially hope that last one comes true. You deserve so, so, so much to be and feel and live happy.