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Ah... Yes, the ever so fascinating game that requires one to strategically plan in order to beat their opponent. You have to be constantly ten steps ahead of your opponent and calculate every possible outcome. The only game that I practically grew up playing. From it being forced upon me to it being my savior in life. For my reality is compiled of lies, pressure, stress, and fear. People constantly live their lives through a lie from other people's opinions, relentlessly trying to please them. Them, constantly living in fear that they will not be able to please others' expectations. Setting the stage for pressure and stress to manifest and eventually lead to burn out.
It makes me sick seeing how I also fell victim to this cycle. Continuously deprived of freedom and forced into self-confining prisons of my parents' words. But through that, I developed a passion for this two-player game.
You know? Every day is like a game of chess. Constantly being steps ahead of your opponents and trying to beat them. My entire life is the definition of this game, it can be applied to my academics, social life, family life, and the list go on. Being strategic, scheming, and calculating my odds with every outcome in mind is somewhat similar to moving my pawns, bishops, and knights on a board. It becomes a tedious process over time but everything will be worth it once I land my checkmate.
My goal is to become a surgeon. Well, of course, that is not my goal, that's the goal I set for myself in order to live a better life. Goals are difficult to achieve but passions are even more difficult to develop. As of this moment, I do not think I have any passions worth developing, other than my chess inclination. I have no idea what I truly want. However, I do know that I want a life of freedom from others. Being a surgeon would be the best way to hit two birds with one stone. Who knows? Maybe my passion would develop through becoming a surgeon, similarly to how it did for chess.
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General FictionHarry is a chess enthusiast that had already strategically planned out every step of his life path. His life had only revolved around a board of black and white tiles. However, he was left dumbfounded by his classmate who shed light on his path. Who...
