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 What My Life Could Be  [E]
I need mental help. Read and might understand why. It's not really a poem but I tried.
by Fiona Read
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Greetings, Fiona Read


This is your local Simply Positive Reviewer, here! Your writing has been selected for review, as part of Simply Positive's mission to bring more light on Authors here at WDC!

First Impressions: Hey there! *Smile* I am glad I stopped this way, and had the chance to read your poem/prose item, "What My Life Could Be. Granted, this writing has plenty of conflict within its written lines, and before I even got to the beginning, I noted the points the author made in the item description too. There is nothing unsure or uncertain as someone saying that they need "mental help". Now, would this be solved by a mere review? Or would this be solved by something more deep, as in professional help?

The key here is to understand that the person who makes this assertion is the best judge of just this...

That said, I read the poem, and came away understanding plenty within its borders. I can see how those crucial expectations that others have of us are just that...crucial to them . Not us. Certainly not that person sitting atop of a blue couch, writing this anthem of their life experience.

I so KNOW what this feels like. Growing up, I didn't want to become a lawyer or a athletic star of some kind. No.

I wanted to chase tornadoes! *Laugh*

Turning down a number of athletic scholarships, I did just that!

Granted, since I can relate to this poem doesn't mean that I have answers. But I can be encouraging! *Bigsmile*



Overall Impact: Plenty of times, growing up, I would hear that familiar voice talking about me or my siblings, saying "Yes, yes, yes...." into the telephone, my mother listening and chatting over a cigarette as to what her boys might become later on in life.

You know, we all are hit with that kind of trip, that kind of existential guilt sooner or later. But do we need it? Do we NEED to feel like we could have ACED every test we ever took, because we were the Principal's son?

So we delve into this poem and try to decipher what might be happening here? It is clear that in the beginning, the poet discusses the person in the poem as having to hear about the expectations of not her parents but of a friend's parents (I think?). Its what they expect of her.

And I was like - whoa!

And the poem cascades down more fully, keeping things in perspective too, because if there is ONE thing we can abide by here is knowing that a) the person in this poem does not want THIS....and b) the person in the poem simply needs to decide what it is that truly IS wanted. All in all, its not hard to fathom, to understand.

It is tough enough with other's expectations somehow ringing a bell, whereby when we hear that bell, does it mean we must automatically agree, in some kind of knee-jerk, reflex manner?

Of course not....it's our life, remember?

And I was the crazy one, heading out into the Bible Belt, which had a tremendous effect upon me for the rest of my days, no less, and guess what? I did as I pleased, and chased storms like I knew I would... and overall, I think I can claim that the freedom I found was priceless.



Errors: No obvious errors were seen here.



Summation: Being free from the overhanging expectations of others is something that is fraught with all kinds of intricate, emotional webbing that many really don't need in their lives.

You know, I remember this one person whom I knew years back who, as a student in college, truly was unhappy. She was gifted, and bright and attractive and SO MANY things! I'll never forget that she decided, in an ad hoc manner, to see a Life Coach, someone who could connect the dots SHE had ALREADY connected for herself. It was just a matter of needing that encouragement, that nudge to simply proceed!

I never saw her again, but truthfully, when I think of her, I see an infinitely happier person, and in my heart of hearts, I know it is true...

KEEP WRITING!! *Bigsmile*




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