When you were five, what did you want to be when you grew up?

by rebelzva & cptxbonnot

2026

When you were five, what did you want to be when you grew up?

When I was five, I wanted to be a mermaid.

– not the sparkly Disney kind — the wild, dangerous kind who lived in the deep ocean

– I’d spend hours in the bathtub pretending the water was the sea, making up stories about coral castles and battles with pirates

– I even tried to hold my breath for “hours” (it was really about 12 seconds)

– my mom would find me wrapped in a towel “tail,” telling her I was never coming back to land

Looking back, it makes sense. Even then I wanted freedom — to swim away from rules, to have a life that felt magical and untamed. I didn’t want a normal job or a normal house. I wanted adventure. I wanted to be something beautiful and a little bit scary.

Now I’m grown up and… well, I’m not a mermaid (yet). But I did end up with my own pirate. We sail our own little ship — sometimes it’s just the two of us, sometimes we dream about adding tiny crew members. We make our own rules, chase our own storms, and build a life that still feels like the deep ocean — wild, deep, and ours.

So yeah… five-year-old me would be proud. I didn’t become a mermaid, but I found my ocean.

What about you? What did little you dream of becoming? Tell us in the comments — we love hearing the old dreams.

forever yours (still secretly practicing holding my breath underwater),

rebelzva & cptxbonnot 🖤🏴

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