People have their interests. People have different perspectives. People respond differently when placed in certain situations. But how does one judge whether something is right or just? Or how does one judge whether something is moral? Virtually, no one can tell me what to do. Though the government legally can lean your actions to what is best towards society, but does that mean I am being truly autonomous? So, why do we do what we do?
People question themselves from time to time if what they are doing is what is best. For example, when it comes to relationships, friendships, family relations, people always take into consideration the opinions and “advice” of others, and let that bias their choices and actions. Those actions often lead to decisions I would consider not of their own. There isn’t a handbook or a guide to tell me how to live life. Though people can tell you what is best, and what their preferences are, it doesn’t necessarily always fits you. Why should I live life to how others want me to? If I are doing what I want, and what I believe is best, which doesn’t have to be what is “right,” then I am living.
Sometimes I wonder, what do I want in life. What do I want to be? Who do I want to be? But in reality, I do what I do because I just want to be me, to do things that make me happy, to do things that define me, and separate me from everyone else. What purpose do I have in life if I am to live the robotic life, being content with my actions and not fully enjoying the moments and memories whether they are happy, sad, frustrating, exhilarating, etc. I live my life to the choices laid in front of me. Not ten years down the line, twenty [years], etc. I might die tomorrow. I might die next week. My friends might no longer be there. My family could disappear from my life as well. But at least, I will be happy with the present. I want to live life the way I want to, to be responsible yet ambitious, and not let obstacles, barriers, opinions, or even myself, keep me from reaching what I want. To aspire, to chase my dreams; they won’t always be there.