\ NIM-fuh-lep-see \, noun;
1. A frenzy of emotion, as for something unattainable.
2. An ecstasy supposed by the ancients to be inspired by nymphs.
My life has been full of nympholepsy. I think it started when I had this strong feeling in my soul that I would become the first girl to ever play Major League Baseball. It was a frenzy of a goal that I then thought was very attainable, because my coach called me the “Golden Glove.” Wouldn’t any MLB team want a golden glove regardless of the pony tail coming out of the hat? I thought so. The frenzy of emotion faded when I started playing ball every weekend and every weekday and it paid a drastic toll on my social life.
Then the nympholepsy became my frenzy of emotion to fall in love and dance on the beach and climb the highest trees with a handsome fella and then get married and climb shorter trees with our kids.
That frenzy of emotion fell through when I realized I was relationally dysfunctional.
Too bad nympholepsy by default, is something wonderful and out there that you would love to obtain, and not something mediocre that will most likely happen.