There are days I feel jealousy towards people who had a cookie cutter lifestyle. Why? Just because they were given options and if ever they fail at it, their family can pick them back up.
My family isn't like that. My dad worked his ass off to provide for my mom and I. And as an only child, I always felt that if I fail at something.. That would be shameful. That thought that I am my parents' only hope only led me to failure and that is why I felt jealousy towards others. Others who I knew that if they failed, it won't have as much effect to their families.
As years passed, I said fuck it. I traveled, worked hard, promoted, and continue to pursue success regardless of what could have been. I said fuck it, I'll pursue both now, art and social work. At 25, I may not be where I pictured myself, but I've made a difference and touched lives and that is greater than any subjective goals I set for myself when I was 17.