Would you sacrifice the happiness of another for your own happiness? Would you turn your cheek to a child in need if it would renounce your own rapture and change your life completely? Unfortunate to the way I was brought up and to my usual standards of thinking, I would have to answer these questions with a saddened "yes." I must admit that my happiness, my success, and my prosperity are most important to me. These are the aspects of my life that I care most about. Not a day goes by where I don't think about the future, hope to be successful, and scare at the thought of life after college. My future encompasses the majority of my daily thoughts and actions and I would not sacrifice my chance at a decent posterity for anything,
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I have little doubt that I can make it in this world on my own competency and talent. Also, I believe that if you truly want something and work hard enough at it, anything is possible. I especially believe this in my own case. However, that level of disbelief still exists. Nothing is ever certain, including my own future. I am terrified of the future; I am afraid of the "real world." There is nothing more frightening to me than that first step into reality, that first day after I graduate college. I have no idea what I will be doing. Who knows whether or not I will get that "big break" into the music business or if I will be working for minimum wage at a movie theatre for the rest of my life.
I detest not knowing exactly how I will be spending my eternity. I wish for certainty; I want answers. I'd like to know now whether or not I will make it as a musician. I do want more than anything to do so, but I do not know what the future holds.
Once again, posed with the question, "would you sacrifice someone else's happiness for your own happiness?" I would have to reluctantly answer "yes." Unfortunately, yes, I would sacrifice someone else's happiness for my own. Caring as much as I do about my own future and rapture, I would sacrifice someone else's bliss in a moment.
After reading Ursula K. Le Guin's short