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How to Reject Peer Pressure & Embrace Paris (Week 14)
Last week I went to Europe for my sister’s wedding. The wedding was on the Amalfi Coast, which is so incredibly beautiful. The only annoying thing about the event was this question I was asked all night long, “Giovanna, when are you going to get married?” Don’t you people have anything better to talk about? I kept responding with, “I’m actually feeling good about my life’s direction right now”. Then they would respond, “Well, we just want you to be happy.” Excuse me, but when was marriage the key to happiness? Don’t get me wrong, there are many married couples that are happy but if they are truly happy, they were happy with themselves before they got married. If you are looking for marriage to complete you, then you better keep looking because it isn’t the answer. I’m sorry everyone, I refuse to look at marriage as a life goal. It has to be something that just naturally happens when the time and person is right.
This brings me to my thoughts on peer pressure, societal pressure, etc. Even though we live in a free country where people are able to live their lives the way they want, we still feel the pressure of society pulling us to conform to its traditional norm. Listen, I’m not trying to be a great rebel, I’m just trying to do what is true to who I am. Life isn’t a one size fits all. When people just do things out of fear or a desire to be acceptable, they loose their freedom and quite frankly, they might as well be locked behind bars.
After the wedding, I went to Paris with a friend and had a great time. She had lived there before so I did the cite seeing stuff in the morning by myself. Waking up early, grabbing coffee and venturing around Paris was so peaceful and fun for me. One morning, I stumbled across the love bridge. It’s the bridge that has all the locks on it. I decided that I was not going to be excluded from the love bridge because I’m starting to really love someone. That someone, is me.