Is it just me, or is the idea of "finding your passion" actually a trap? Like we're all supposed to have this one singular, burning thing. What if it's okay to just... like a bunch of things? Or nothing in particular, for a bit? The pressure to "find it" sometimes feels heavier than the joy of actually pursuing anything.
Is it just me, or is the idea of "finding your passion" actually a trap? Like we're all supposed to have this one singular, burning thing. What if it's okay to just... like a bunch of things? Or nothing in particular, for a bit? The pressure to "find it" sometimes feels heavier than the joy of actually pursuing anything.
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