Have you ever felt like you had to do something to avoid suffering dire consequences? Brushing your teeth? Buckling your seat belt? Handing an assignment in on time? Buying an environment friendly car?
Humans have always subjected each other to the pressures of conformity. Go to school, get a job, marry, have babies, die. It’s a vicious cycle and it hasn’t even always been this way. We make this shit up as we go along, but if enough people think it’s a good idea, it suddenly becomes so important to anybody who wants to be somebody and gets installed into “tradition.”
Well, I think it would be healthy to stray a bit. Give yourselves a break. I used to never miss one day of school. Not one day, whether I was sick or my clothes got covered in milk (long story, happened all the time). Eventually my mom convinced me to stay home sometimes if I was really sick and I enjoyed it. It felt good to break routine. I only skipped school a few times but whenever I did it was so fucking worth it. Oh my god it was worth it. Not that I hated school. I love learning and I always took some interesting class. It would just feel so liberating. Like I was the one who decided what I could do with my time. Like I could say fuck you to the choke collar my life has on it.
I have always been so afraid of breaking the rules that even when I want to, sometimes it just stresses me out so bad. I worry too much about what the consequences will be. Other times, I just say, “Fuck you” and do whatever will make me happy regardless of the consequences.
What I’m trying to say here is don’t let your routine make you the bitch. Pull its hair and slap its ass. Show it who’s boss. Don’t settle for content. Take a break once in a while when it gets too overwhelming. Then, get back out there and remember you are the one your life is meant for.