Chronic dissatisfaction is a contagious disease and I admit to having being a recipient of it on numerous occasions. After some life lessons however I've come to regard it as a well camouflaged blessing. I spent the majority of the 2 years after graduation feeling chronically dissatisfied after having a well honed one track mind developed throughout my education, life outside academia felt suddenly desolate. I felt frustrated and inert but it was precisely these feelings which inspired my pursuit of surfing, of quitting my stop gap job and flying to Senegal. I came back tanned and happy and caught the sickness again. I got another stop gap job, found the motivation to go to Ethiopia and in the mean time fell madly in love.
Chronic Dissatisfaction has been the making of me.
I am dissatisfied with a society which allows poverty, racism, homophobia and a disregad for nature and other living creatures. This dissatisfaction has propelled me to devote my life to eradicating, as best I can within the walls of my mortality, these things from the world. I must take heed however that my dissatisfaction doesnt sabotage my motivation or god forbid the love of my life. Otherwise it is a blessing in disguise.
Recycling the sh!t life throws at us, using it like fertilizer and cultivating a little understanding can grow dissatisfaction into something actually quite beautiful.
So from a twenty three year old woman whose penniless and still living at home - embrace the dissatisfaction we all experience from time to time and use it to propel you forwards, for you are always moving forwards...
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