destiny is for losers, or so i hear

“Destiny is for losers. It’s just a stupid excuse to wait for things to happen instead of making them happen.” – Gossip Girl

This quote has really struck something in me recently. I think it’s because of how ridiculously truthful it is. It can be harsh in its own sense. It depends on what angle you come at it from. I found it to be harsh when I came upon it. Mostly because I have been guilty of exactly that—waiting, waiting for my life to happen instead of making it.

I’ve been waking up late, sitting around doing nothing, expecting for something amazing to happen. And guess what, nothing happened.

At least that’s what I thought was happening, until I came across this quote when looking through my phone randomly. You see, I do believe in destiny, and fate, and all that other stuff. But I don’t believe in the fairy tale version of it that says it just happens to us. I truly believe that there are things we are meant to do along the way. I believe that we don’t know what those things are until they are in front of us. Even then, we might not know. But if we miss one opportunity, another will follow. We just have to be smart enough to notice and act upon it.


Everything in life we go through means something. Every decision we make leads us in a different direction. If we aren’t meant to go that way, we will get a sign of some sort. But whether or not we see it, is up to us. If you do see it however, follow it. Be brave enough to go whichever direction it takes you.

Yes, we all have a destiny, but not everyone fulfills theirs. That’s because they choose not to—out of fear, love, or selfishness, I don’t know.

I think that maybe our final destiny is death—what comes after all of this, I mean. Maybe life and what we do with it is leading us to something greater. Who we are in this life will proceed us to either something better or worse. And I don’t mean heaven or hell.

I’m not really sure what I mean. The only thing I’m sure of, is that I believe that if I work hard to be happy and battle through the pain life brings and I do my damn best to make the right choices and follow my heart along the way, that I will end up exactly where I’m supposed to be.

In order to do the things we are meant to in life, we have to be willing to fight. Our hearts will get broken, and we will break hearts. We will be physically hurt, mentally and emotionally too. There will be times when we don’t think we can make it any further, but we will find a reason to keep going. And because we keep fighting, we are rewarded. Most will fall in love, many times even. And not always with a person. But with a place, a feeling, an art of some sort, maybe a sound, or even a smell. We will experience days where we feel like we can conquer  the world. For the lucky ones, there will come a day when they realize they did—they conquered their own world. They fought so hard to reach the end of their lives, but they made it. They are able to close their eyes and remember what all feels like a dream. The people they were lucky enough to love and the places they were able to go. But also remember all of the hurt and the fear of the unknown that they survived. Even the fear of what comes after they are going through in that final moment, or maybe even the realization of where they are going—we don’t know until it’s us who are experiencing their final moments.

I don’t know about you, but I am going to try my absolute hardest to be one of those people. If I am able to make it to the end of my life and feel full—full of pride, or love or even clueless of how I did it; I will be more than confident in saying that I fulfilled my destiny. And I won’t stress about all of the stuff I went through to get there. I will be thankful for all of it. Because without it, I wouldn’t have made it.

So whether I die at 20 or 90, I will make it my duty to fulfill my destiny—whatever that may be.


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