Every person has some form of passion in one thing or another. Whether it be big or small, each individual has something hidden deep down inside that they truly work hard for. My passion happens to be hockey, both playing and watching. But in this case I will refer to playing. Oedipus happens to have a passion for his mother. Now both are different, yet there will be some similarities between us.
Every time I step on to the rink, I know I have to work my butt off due to the level of competition I am playing with and against. I personally am starting my fourth year in hockey and almost everyone else has been playing for at least fifteen or more years, so it gets really tough at there. But to be the best you have to set your mind to it, and that what I try to do. I know I have a passion for the sport so I will always work hard to be at the same level, or above, as everyone else. With Oedipus, he happened to have a passion for family, I guess you could say. In his case, he loved his mother a little too much. To work hard for something is one thing, but to marry that is a little bit different, yet strikingly similar. He, like myself, worked hard to achieve his main goal. However, in doing so he had to kill his own father. We both were able to reach our goal. Unfortunately, Oedipus' happened to backfire on him, so I hope the same does not happen to me.
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