The world is on our doorstep, knocking.
These days, you can go and get support to become whoever you want - but so many people are just not interested.You can, if you really work on that, go and study in another country and then get a job there and stay - but people are avoiding having to work at all. For the first time in history if you're a woman you can decide not to have children without severe social repercussions - but every day on the bus you can see neglected children with unhappy mothers who became mothers just because they didn't really have a better idea on who to be.
I don't understand.
Why are people satisfied with so little? Why do you get comfortable in a council house that can never be truly yours, living with someone you're with because you're too scared to be on your own again, just with your thoughts and telly blaring to cover the silence? Why do you cut down your dreams to fit in what you have, year after year, until there's nothing left but shreds and a vague sense of regret?
Don't you dare say life is crap and there's nothing that can be done. There's a whole world on your doorstep. Just open the bloody door.
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