Road Less Travelled

As Robert Frost says:

Two roads diverged in a wood, and I,
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference. 

We are filled with decisions every day of our life, some small decisions (like what to eat for breakfast), and some big decisions (like what career pathway we should take).

Being the second child in the family, I'm not sure if it's a good thing or bad thing.
Actually, I think it's neither. It's what you make out of it.

What I mean when I say about whether it being a good or bad thing is how it affects my ability to make decisions between different paths I want to take in life, my ability to take risks.

I have an older brother who paves a way for me to walk on. I could follow him and everything would be (quite) foreseeable and smooth. Or I could risk it and take 'the one less traveled', the unknown.

There are a lot of things I didn't even consider as a choice I could make when my brother had already made a path that overshadowed the possible alternative. Let me give an example: University.

Working towards a university degree was the path I took because that's the path he took. I could have chosen fashion design and gone to TAFE (not university). But the thing is I doubt I would have chose that path even if I realised it was an option. It wasn't a very good risk to take.

Ok, so a better example then. Going to Melbourne University instead of staying in Perth. Sometimes I wish I was brave enough to break out from this amazingly loving family so I can go discover myself and my limits and capabilities on my own. To truly challenge myself. But my family has given me so much warmth and security, I fear I cannot handle not having it. I'm scared to risk it.

I wish I could push myself out of my comfort zone, but I can't. I want to be different and be brave enough to stand away from the crowd and just do my own thing, truly discover myself. I do think big, I do dream big, but my actions aren't big.

I wish I could take the road less travelled.

You know what my real problem is?
The longest distance in the world is between your head and your heart.
My problem is I'm having trouble overcoming this distance. I live with my head, and not my heart.

This goes for my love life and ambitions. I am a terrible over-thinker.