When I was 2 years old, I never went anywhere without my football (soccer ball). Playing and watching football was always the highlight of my day and I did it almost every single day. When the bell rang for recess, I eat my sandwich on the way and head immediately to the football field for my daily fix of the beautiful game. I was pretty good at it too. Small and bulky with low center of gravity, I was a pretty good dribbler. I had talent, potential, and passion for the game. My thoughts were filled with dreams of becoming a big professional football player. This was my childhood dream, and as with many people who’s childhood dream remained a dream, mine too didn’t come to be true.
I come from a house where academics mattered more than anything and so it was out of my control to enroll in a professional club or academy despite my overwhelming desire to do so. I continued to play football recreationally with the boys until the pressure of school eventually caught up with me and I went from playing daily to playing once a month if that. I wish I was enjoying my schooling, at least that would have been a worthy sacrifice, but I wasn’t enjoying non of it. Now at 24 years old, I still have recurring thoughts of becoming a professional football player, and although I gave up on that dream a long time ago, I learned a valuable lesson.
I had a dream that I could not pursue not because I didn’t have what it takes, but because things were simply out of my control. I was a child who didn’t have autonomy over his decisions. But now, I’m older, maybe slightly wiser, and determined to get a new dream and chase it with all I got. My heart, and everything god gave me will go into pursuing my new dream of becoming a badass martial artist, an all around recreational athlete, and a YouTuber who shares his ideas and heart with others and makes meaningful connections with people from all around the world. That is my dream right now and I’m chasing it with everything I got. When I feel like giving up, I remember the sorrow and the resentment that I still live with from not pursuing my first dream, and that gives me a push to keep pursuing my new dreams with full force and passion
If your dream has been robbed from you, get another dream, and let the failure of pursuing the first dream be a lesson for you, and don’t let anybody tell you that you are no good for it. You want something, GO GET IT.