The call for freedom

about impossible choices, certainly as a mother

We are always told that we live in a "free" world. But, how "free" are we really and how do you define "freedom"?

I agree that I am free in the sense that I am not locked up in a prison cell. But then, I did not kill anyone or steal something so why would I deserve to be locked up?

My prison, and I believe that many other people are in a pretty similiar, if not identical situation, is in my head in and in my life - I am NOT free to do what I want because I have to WORK to EARN MONEY to pay for all the things that I don't have the time to produce myself and to pay TAXES or to pay for all the things that I can't produce or do myself, like a therapist or shoes.

So, when I get up in the morning there is not really much choice than to tackle another day, like most other days, in a system in which we are born. So much for freedom.

Of course, I COULD quit that system and live like an outsider  but at what cost ? And what about my children? Is it really better to live on the street with no stable roof over our head and have a worse life at the edge of society?

I believe that even if I was alone, POVERTY would not be my route to go, thank you very much.

So, is there a balance somewhere between the life of a modern slave and the call for the freedom of the wild?

I think so, and it starts in our heads...with a clear purpose and a clear timeline. Both factors will change our mindset, even with our eyes wide open on the reality of our life.

I feel like a slave in the system, and maybe so do you. But I know that I can break these chains whenever I want, and I WILL - only, I choose the moment when I will do (unless fate has a different planning in store for me) and in the meantime, I will PREPARE my exit.

I have a clear perspective now.

Do you? What is it?