You Can Change The World


Here in Romania we have a pretty strange educational system. And, well, the whole system does nothing to tell you that you are special, that you are capable of greatness. I don’t know if this is a bad thing or not, but I’ve always wanted to believe that people have greatness inside of them, that people are capable of being great, of doing wonderful things.

But they’re constantly being told that they’re just average, that they have to play a small part, that changing the world is a task reserved to other individuals.

It’s always others who get to do all the things we want to do, isn’t it?

I grew up as a strange kid. I always wanted more, not because I felt I was great (and I don’t feel like I’m great), but because I felt that it would be better to fail trying to achieve greatness than to never fail at all.

You know, when we’re little we usually dream big. We look up at the stars and we imagine that we only have to grow up in order to reach them. Most of the times, we grow up and never look up at the stars again.

In a world of numbers and figures and bills and mortgages and loans you don’t have time to dream big, you don’t have time to aspire for greatness. You’re constantly being told so.

I was constantly told so, but I just didn’t listen.

I spent years writing with the sense that I wasn’t a good writer. And it was frustrating to do so, to write when others told you that you weren’t cut out for this, or when they simply didn’t care enough to tell you anything at all. You see, I was constantly comparing myself to all the great writers I was reading, and I just felt like I wasn’t good enough. And I was afraid that I would never be good enough.

Much, much later I learned not to care. I learned, in the hardest possible way, that I can only strive to be better than I used to be. That’s the only battle worth fighting. I learned that constantly asking yourself whether or not you’re good enough is harmful. Actually… good enough for what? Or for whom?

Maybe when you feel like you’re fighting against the whole world for something you believe in is the best possible feeling ever. It might make you angry or sad or frustrated, but in the end, you’ll know you stood up for something.

The world doesn’t owe you anything.

It’s well worth remembering that. In a way, it all depends on you.

Yes, luck plays its part, but if you try hard enough, if you work hard enough, luck will be the only factor you can’t control. Only you can choose to do so. And guess what? The harder you work, the luckier you get.

There are two types of people in this world: the ones who exist and the ones who live. Most of the times we can’t even figure out which category we’re in, let alone fight our way out of it. Honestly, most people don’t want to know.

I say this is wrong. A life worth living is one in which you are aware of your decisions and actions and you react based on what happens around you. Based on what happens inside you. It’s not easy or simple, but it’s something you’ve got to do.\

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  1. Not a bad post at all. “The world doesn’t owe you anything.” And quite frankly, nor does it “care!” But within that context, you can exist without boundaries that YOU don’t recognize as being conducive to your “existence!”

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  2. Thank you so much for sharing this! The Indian education system is exactly the same in this way, I really do hope that changes. But I really liked your post; it inspired me a lot. There are times when you doubt yourself and start t think that you’re not good enough, and that’s when posts like this can really help. I love how you said, “The world doesn’t owe you anything.” I couldn’t agree more. Thanks again for sharing your thoughts on this.


  3. Great post! I remember as a teacher having my students study those who changed the world to see the ordinariness of the backgrounds they came from, and the decisions they made along the way that led them to greatness–some of which you’ve mentioned in your post. God created us to do great things, but as you said, a lot of our destiny depends upon the choices that we make.


  4. I liked your post C and relate to the feeling of not being a good enough writer. I sometimes think that maybe its not worth blogging, if noone reads it, that maybe Im not meant to write, that what I say isn’t relatable to other people. It’s nice to see that other people have those thoughts too! (And that you have plenty of readers apparently on this blog- well done)


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