There we were sitting at the The Coffee Club at Changi Airport, I was making my way through a significantly large portion of Lasagna while my friend was eating spaghetti, we had not met up for a long time – a long time meaning a week, that’s how our friendship was. We were catching up on the drama of each others lives when my friend decided to vent on me.
“I just wish that someone believed in me”. I almost choked on my food, she was a few years younger than me, she’s beautiful, smart and knows what she wants in life. She knows it so well that she has made decisions that brought her closer to her dream. She wants to be in the entertainment industry, she’s had modeling offers, she won herself a beauty pageant title and last year I watched her act in her first play. She has done more to reach her dreams than I have, she’s achieved more than I did when I was her age.
Still, she echoed something that I have wanted to say out all along. I just wished someone believed in me, we all want that from one another don’t we? But we rarely get it. Yes, of course, believing in oneself is important for anyone who chases their dreams, but a little support can go a long way. For someone else to single you out and wholeheartedly agree that whatever goal you have is worth fighting for and believes that you can do it no matter what. Knowing that someone is there for you to cheer you on, prod you, encourage you – that’s a great feeling of affirmation. That your dream isn’t just a castle on a cloud, it’s possible for you to attain it.
Sadly we meet people who seem to be intent on shooting down our dreams and watch them fall down in flames rather than helping us. Some of them may feel that they’re dispensing wise advice because they’ve been there and they were disappointed. In their cynicism they infect other people with discouragement. Sometimes I wish instead of saying anything negative they’d just don’t say anything.
Looking back on my life, I realise that my greatest moments so far happened because someone believed in me and gave me an opportunity to stretch myself beyond what I thought I was capable of. My English teacher who “coerced” me to join public speaking and writing contests – I was very shy then and I couldn’t express myself very well but that year I won in all the competitions that I joined in and in the following years I was training participants myself. My blockmates in Uni who supported my vision for a talent show production, accepting my script and their roles, pulling off long nights rehearsing, sewing costumes, learning choreography – and the reward of seeing people being entertained by our show was a great self-esteem boost for me.
I am so happy for the wonderful community of bloggers who take the time to read my blog, I know that there are a few of you who regularly read my blog, and receiving comments and email about how you love my blog make my heart happy. I love the support that you wonderful people give! Without it I would have floundered and completely given up on my dreams.
And I just want all of you to know that I believe in you, I believe that your dreams will come true, that you are ready for anything and everything that will come your way, knowing that in the end it was all worth the sacrifice, the sleepless nights and sometimes the loneliness.
Let’s fight for our dreams!