I did it too.
I lived somebody else’s passion instead of my own. I was a competitive runner for years but hated doing it. Running was not my passion. 463 more words
Reality is merely an illusion,
albeit a very consistent one.
– Albert Einstein
Living vicariously through the lives of others, is an expression often used in a sense of longing, not necessarily sadness, but perhaps wishing for something, that we cannot imagine we will ever have. 287 more words
I just finished reading The Girl On the Train. If you haven’t read it yet, I won’t spoil it for you, but I will give you a brief idea of the story: Rachel is our main narrator, and she’s a divorced alcoholic who we soon realize we can’t trust. 602 more words