class. A choice that will now define my journey, a journey that I once tried to define but lifes choices ended up defining it for. But avoiding the natural changes of life only adds more suffering, creating a deep feeling that one is not being true to themselves and not living according to the natural order of the world. Change is weird, but being weird is the truest thing that we can. It is the natural order of things, but no one wants to get old, suffer and die. Perhaps people are afraid of change and its implications for good reasons. The worry in change can be seen evidently in that friend unsure of his future after high school, or that family member who stumbles when asked what they would like to eat, only to order the same thing they have ordered the last 10 times. Never would I have expected to move back home. Its better that way.
For instance, some large companies, Finnair for example, practice giving professional psychological and medicine support to those employees who were sacked due to companies' structural changes. My family immigrated to a new country hoping for a better future. We have been gifted the treasure of choice. For instant, I can talk freely in my mother language but I manage to continue my life here in Seattle.
We all have choices. Sometimes I feel like the clean environment helps me grown faster and stronger. I stay in school and try to get to the goal that I have set. As one grows up they may learn that moving can bring a better life, new friends can be more rewarding than the last, or that big changes are essential to proper development and progression. Dont follow your passion, but pursue it, vigorously. The same cannot be said of High school.