What else am I fighting for, when I cannot let my voice be heard?
Why else should I fight, if success would be at the expense of those dear to me?
Why do I even try, when those close to me don’t understand?
Why do I chose to take the more difficult path, when the smooth and wide is all laid out for me?
Maybe they are right…
… I will not be able to make a dent in society’s norms. I will not see a change, at least in this lifetime.
… I should think about the welfare of my unborn children and give them a proper name and not let them be labelled as bastards.
… I should choose that which is offered freely, instead of chase after a dream about a love that moves mountains and parts seas.
At the expense of my happiness, I can make those dear to me happy.
… Would I be able to deal with bitterness, regret, and the lack of accomplishment for the rest of my life?
… Won’t I eventually take it out on those who I initially wanted to be happy?
… Will I not stray the path once I meet the person I dreamed of loving?
… How can I live a life knowing all the dreams I had were dashed by no one but me?