I didn't know what I wanted to be when I grew up.
I'd just say the same things as everyone else. That I wanted to be a cop or an astronaut or a firefighter. I had no interest in working with dad or mom or any of my friends parents. Their jobs all seemed so boring. Most of the time I just wanted to watch TV.
Then one day I grew up and people stopped asking me what I wanted to be. They just expected that I be something and it didn't matter what. They didn't care if it was something that would make me happy or something that I thought was exciting.
I was glad for that.
I hate it when people lie to me and say that everything will be okay.