As a male citizen of the United States born into an upper-middle class family, there are certain expectations that are placed on me.
I’m told that I need a good, stable 9 to 5 job. I’m told that I need to have a college education in order to find that career. After all, I’m told I can’t settle for just any job, it has to have good benefits, and a sufficient salary to provide for my family. I’m told I need to have a house. Not an apartment, no, I’m told I need a yard, property, I need to own land. This property better have a garage too, because I’m told I need to have a car. Not just any car, though. I’m told I need to have a new luxury car. I’m told it should be at least as good as, if not better than, what the neighbors drive. I’m told I need to have about two children. I’m told they should be a boy and a girl, though of course I’m told such things are up to chance.
I’m told all of these things are what it takes to be a success in life.
Of course, with all the telling going on, I’ve noticed no ever thinks to stop and ask, “What do you actually want?”