Dare Yourself!

Yesterday me and Mom were talking about how the corporation she worked with was a source of making dreams come true. We two were supposed to say a number of dreams we had that the company could work for. We both made personal lists, and then we both read it. Her dreams were very nice - new car, home far away from here, huge salary every month...
Mine were more abstract (well, I'm the abstraction itself!:) ). I wanted to keep my friends, to get annoyed less, to bring inspiration into my life, create my own environment of art, self-development, self-confidence, dream job, singing on a big stage, etc. And she just said, "Yours have to be big dreams."
"They are!"
"No, they have to be material."
Oh god. They ARE material, but among them were others that weren't. What a big "mistake".
In that particular moment I realized the big dreams aren't material. That's why they're big. The so called "abstract" wishes are the ones that make the sense of our lives. That's what wee gotta live for in first place. THEN comes all the material. (By the way, the suicidal guy was rich. And dead).
This morning I stood up in front of the bathroom mirror and spoke to myself. Oh God, it's so relieving! For the first time in my life I was using the mirror as a contact tool, but using it for the whole of my life as a way to make yourself look pretty. And it was difficult for me to talk out loud. To me. But the things I've said, the affirmations... It brought tears to my eyes. Trust me, no one can encourage you the way you and only you can do. I couldn't believe I was actually talking. Then I couldn't believe I was saying those kind things to me. Then I couldn't believe I was actually believing them!
At that precise moment I believed I remembered the little girl inside of me. I remembered her dreams and the world she lived in. It was beautiful, it was a fairytale. She was a child keeping her purity and wishful thinking away from the real world. My, the dreams she had! The hopes she kept every night while falling asleep! I can't believe one day a grown-up came and destroyed everything. I came.
The today-me has a lot to apologize about and a lot damage to repair. I've realized I was here to make HER dreams come true. I was here to change reality by making it a fairytale. HER fairytale. Because you know, you mustn't live in reality just because it is real. It's not perfect. We deserve to dare ourselves to dream. We deserve perfection.