Curiosity as fault

If you grew up in an environment where curiosity was encouraged, chances are that the sense of discovery will follow you wherever you go.

Why we often feel paralized by musical text?
Why the darkest hour is before the dawn?
Why just one sentence can make us feel happy again?

If, on the other hand, your childhood was surrounded with the duty of obedience, it's no wonder that you feel indifferent to many wonderful things in life.

I don't care.
These things never happen (not to me in any case).
I can't change anything.

But even then sometimes curiosity gets an upper hand and you start asking questions like these:

Why my progress seems so slow?
Why can't I dream yet?

But then your background of obedience comes up and you start feeling guilty for asking these questions, guilty for wondering.

I'm sorry, that was a stupid question.

It doesn't have to be this way regardless of your past experiences, regardless of your childhood.

Curiosity is a choice. Go ahead and ask. Raising questions is more important than getting answers.