Have you ever felt that others had your life all planned out for you? They have a role in mind and they will stop at nothing to make sure you star in it. The father who wants his son to follow in his footsteps of becoming a doctor, the daughter who is expected to get into an ivy league college from the very first moment she picks up a book, the gay child who should be straight, or even the career woman who receives the message that she should be staying at home to raise her children.
What if we don't our live our lives in a bubble of meeting everyone's expectations but our own? Why do others feel they have a right to be disappointed when we don't live our life the way they think we should?