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Do You Really Want To Be Famous?
Fame sounds great, but is it all it’s cracked up to be?
For as long as I can remember, my dream as a child was to become a footballer. Not just any footballer, I wanted to be the top striker for my team, Liverpool.
Football consumed my life when I was a child, and it still does to an extent. I grew up watching players such as Robbie Fowler and Michael Owen score goals for fun and receive adoration for doing so.
This was all I wanted to do. There was just one problem, I wasn’t good enough.
I’d class myself as a good footballer, but nowhere near good enough to play professionally, never mind for one of the biggest clubs in the world.
It was a bitter pill to swallow, but deep down I knew it wasn’t going to happen. However, the lingering desire to receive adoration from a wider audience remained.
A desire to be famous still lurked under the surface for reasons I never understood. Looking back, I realised how stupid this was. Being famous for the sake of being famous is just stupid.
I think we all secretly wish we were famous, but do we realise what that would mean? I watched the Netflix documentary, Miss Americana, about Taylor Swift the other day and it was an eye-opening watch.
