I’ve approached many challenges and opportunities in life trying to overcome them the “right way” or according to a formula.
Go to school, behave in class, and try to get a decent HSC grade. Go to university and keep studying to get a job. Get that job and progress to a higher level. And so on and so forth.
I’ve spent so long thinking that I am following some sort of formula, living life against this metaphorical yardstick. The strangest realisation in this time has been realising that there is no formula, no right way, and that all these expectations were bullshit which I accepted in my life.
Now I’ve heard the perfect way to appreciate this matter. That is that
sometimes you have to go the wrong way in a carpark in order to get a spot.
Celebrate your uniqueness, enjoy making irrational and emotional decisions, find comfort in the constant challenges that we create for ourselves, and trust that we have no control over how any decision we makes pans out in this existence.