Letters to Myself: Entry Ten
Prompt: What is a life I secretly want?
Sometimes the life we want feels out of reach, almost like it belongs to someone else. It’s easy to get caught up comparing ourselves to others and wishing we had what they do. But hardship will always exist, and there will always be people achieving things we want. That’s a given. What truly matters is how we respond. Instead of wishing for their life, we can pursue our own dreams on our own terms and be grateful for the moment we’re living right now.
Answer to the prompt:
This one feels tricky because if I’m honest, I’m not entirely sure what the life I secretly want looks like right now.
Some people would say they want a life of wealth and beauty. Others might say they’re already living their dream life, the one they once longed for. I can understand that perspective, especially because I am growing each day and finding ways to love the life I have instead of wishing it away.
The truth is, money wouldn’t solve my problems, though it would certainly make some things easier. I’d pay off my debt, I’d travel, I’d see more of the world. Because at my core, I want a life filled with new places, new faces, and new experiences. That kind of life feels adventurous, open, alive.
But here’s the thing: if you secretly want a different life, you can’t just wish for it, you have to look inward. Reflect on what actually matters to you, deep down. Ask yourself: Is it truly impossible, or is it just difficult? Most of the time, it’s difficult and that’s exactly what makes the pursuit worthwhile.
The struggles we face, heartbreak, setbacks, disappointments, shape our capacity to feel joy when it finally arrives. Without resistance, there’s no strength. Without loss, there’s no appreciation. Without suffrage, there’s no depth.
So the life I secretly want? It’s one where people feel inspired by my presence. Where a single interaction with me might make someone’s day brighter, even in small ways. It’s a life where I live openly, give fully, and end each day knowing I gave it my best shot.
Because maybe the truth is, the life I secretly want… is already unfolding. It’s not a wish. It’s a practice. One breath, one choice, one conversation at a time.
This post is part of my "Letters to Myself" series — a weekly free-write blog where I explore personal growth, curiosity, and healing through simple prompts. Sometimes reflective, sometimes fun, but always real. Thank you for being here.
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