"Sometimes we can't achieve what we want because success would require us to let go of who we've always been."
If this resonates with you, what follows may help you see something about yourself.
Seeker
I keep setting goals and I work hard, but nothing ever comes together. It’s like there’s this invisible wall between me and what I want. I’m tired of being stuck.
Companion
That invisible wall… I know that feeling. What happens when you get close to something you want?
Seeker
I don’t know, things just fall apart. Bad timing, or I get distracted, or suddenly there’s some crisis I have to deal with. It’s always something.
Companion
Always something. Like clockwork?
Seeker
Yes, actually. Now that you say it like that, it does feel weirdly predictable. But that doesn’t make sense. Why would I do that to myself?
Companion
I wonder about that too. When I’ve noticed patterns like this in my own life, sometimes there’s something about succeeding that’s scarier than failing. Does that ring true at all?
Seeker
No, that’s backwards. I hate failing. I hate being stuck. Success would solve everything.
Companion
Would it though? I mean, really picture it. You achieve what you want. Then what?
Seeker
Then I’d be… I don’t know. Happy? Not struggling all the time?
Companion
You paused there. “Not struggling all the time.” What would that be like?
Seeker
I honestly can’t imagine it. That’s weird to say out loud. I’ve been struggling my whole life. Since I was a kid, really. Always the one who had to work harder, push through more.
Companion
The one who had to work harder. That’s who you are.
Seeker
Yes. Wait. Oh. If I actually succeeded, if things came together then I wouldn’t be that person anymore.
Companion
What happens to that person?
Seeker
They… god. They die, don’t they? The struggler. The fighter. That’s all I know how to be.
Companion
No wonder there’s always something.
Seeker
I’m protecting myself from success. From losing who I am. Jesus. That’s so messed up.
Companion
Is it? Seems pretty human to me. We don’t let go of ourselves easily.
Seeker
But I want to achieve things. I really do.
Companion
I believe you. And you also want to stay you.
Seeker
So I’m stuck forever?
Companion
Are you? Or are you just seeing what the real price tag is?
Seeker
The price is giving up this whole identity. Being someone I don’t recognize. That’s terrifying.
Companion
Yes. It really is.
Seeker
I don’t know if I can do that. I don’t know if I want to.
Companion
That’s honest. Maybe that’s enough for now.
Seeker
Yes. I’m tired.
What parts of yourself would have to die for your dreams to live?
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