This might be a surprise to some, but writing is not my greatest dream. I love writing, and it is one of the cores of my life. It's hard to imagine I could be truly happy without it. But it, by itself, won't make me happy. I won't be truly happy until I find my soulmate And some people think that's ridiculous. I'll see comments of, "well, you should be complete by yourself". I don't agree with that. I just don't. I guess I don't understand why it seems like people put goals like a career in such a high place, and even a goal of having a family is okay, but a goal of finding your soulmate? That's not "healthy".
Being complete by yourself? If that's true, why would anyone be in a relationship? If you could be fine on your own... what kind of love is that? I have to pull up this Tumblr sign I found with this quote: "Unless it's mad, passionate, extraordinary love, It's a waste of your time. There are too many mediocre things in life. Love shouldn't be one of them." It's from a movie I haven't seen, and perhaps, therefore, I could be taking out of context or something, but by itself, I totally agree. And I just can't see mad, passionate lovers being complete without the other. It's certainly not the kind of love I want. I'd put "healthy" aside for that any day.
Of course, your life should be about more than just one person, and you should fill it with many lovely goals, some just for yourself! But why would it be so wrong to put love ahead of everything else in life? I believe love (romantic or otherwise) is the very point of life. And I'm not going to back down from that.
People are going to disagree with this, I know. And I'm sure some people really can be complete on their own. Just not me. So, I'll respect your life goals and dreams, if you respect mine. That's really all I ask for.
As an aside, I've been putting a lot of effort into writing! It started with this fervent idea for a Degrassi fanfic, which I wrote over two days, in between newly obsessing over Jake/Clare epsiodes of Degrassi. (How did that even happen? Oh, right... dreams, they control me.) And I continued to write about 16 pages of various novels so far this week. Speaking of that, Dreaming in Shadow has reached 250 pages! Handwritten pages... which probably means a lot less typed. Buy hey, progress! So, I'll keep at this dream, even while I wait for my other to come.