On a random tangent I've been dreaming a bit less, or forcing myself to dream less, because to dream is to be idealistic. And lately inward idealism, while a noble idea, has been making me depressed rather than energized because in this day and age it is mocked and devalued. To dream of finding a good, faithful spouse seems childish because look at how many people go off the deep end after decades of being together, or how many losers pay lip service to the idea of faithfulness and in no time at all go back on their promises. To dream of having a friend you can trust is silly, because look at the people who portray themselves to be someone and end up being COMPLETELY different from the person they pretended to be. To dream of taking life by the horns and doing something you love, even if it's unpractical, is stupid because what if you fail and end up penniless on the streets? To dream of doing something crazy and fantastic and wonderful is frightening, because it IS crazy and wonderful and tempered with just enough risk of failure that most people don't do it.
And to dream...to dream is intimidating, because sometimes you can't imagine yourself being good enough to try whatever it is you want to try, and you shrink back and try not to think too hard about your dreams, because to bring about its realization means you have to be brave enough to admit that you need to better yourself and be jolted out of your comfort zone. And THAT is why, while growing up, people force themselves to stop dreaming. Because it is hard, and requires effort to bring about to realization.