I despise the question of “what’s next?” no matter who asks it.
I am a person who doesn’t plan for anything. I literally prefer to live in the moment. I have huge dreams and I do work towards it. But if you ask me what is my plan… I will not have an answer.
People keep pestering you till we achieve something and if you hope that once you do achieve it you are done with it, you are wrong. It is like they are just waiting for you to finish one hurdle to start nagging you about the next one.
I still don’t get the logic behind their interest. Sometimes I just want to give a snarky reply like — “I live or die. What specific ailment does that cause you?” or “Don’t you have anything else to do with your life that you are commenting on mine” or “Not like you have achieved anything great in the past decade”. But I bite my tongue, take a deep breath and brush of the words and keep smiling.
I feel one should not ask such questions, tomorrow is not pre-determined. I have certainly developed anxiety because of all the question from all the people. What they do not realize is, we all adapt to the situations we are faced with. Some handle it with meticulous planning while others chose to “wing it”. Regardless, I think that everyone at some point in their life are hit with a situation where they do not know their next step.
I think rather than asking what’s next, one can say “One step at a time. You have done your best, I believe you will continue to do your best. I am here if you need me.”
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