Amelie mourns her own life

I'm more like Amelie than Masha from Chekhov's The Seagull
Long story, discussion with my therapist that I don't want to forget


Thinking that you already know how your life is going to turn out doesn't really give you control, it boxes you in. There's no script to follow, I'm not a character in a play. I can be whoever I want to be if I give myself the chance.
Maybe that's why I like the movie Amelie. She hides behind herself refusing to step out of her own way for almost the entire movie. She knows what she wants but is too afraid to just reach out and grab it. She causes her own pain. Luckily, its a happy ending because she finds herself in the company of others who help her realize this. These people really care and push Amelie in the right direction.
She was so afraid to live her life, I think I'm a bit afraid to live my life too. But I'm pushing in the right direction, I'm getting back on the road