I just read a post over on the Weight Watchers message board by a woman saying she thought it was her destiny to be overweight, die young, etc.
Boy, can I relate to that. Believing that there's really no point in trying because this is just the lot in life you were dealt.
Is that destiny? Or bullshit?
I'm going with bullshit. Pardon my French. As the poster on the message board realized, calling something destiny and throwing your hands up is just handing over the power. And to what? To whom?
If you asked me ten years ago what I thought my destiny was, I'd have probably said something similar. To always be fat, to die early and alone, surrounded by 100 cats.
One day I woke up and realized I could change my destiny. And I'm still changing it.
My destiny? To stop settling for less than I want for myself. To keep dreaming. To be whatever I want to be.
What is your destiny?