Desperately trying to explain my feelings to those around me, and even journaling weren’t cutting it. My words felt stronger than that, and worth expanding further than the lines in my notebook.
Can I tell you how NOT FUN it is to humble yourself and admit to people around you how much you’re actually struggling? NOT. FUN.
What better time to explore where you’re at than right now?
My passion, goals and dreams are not dependent on what I wish for on the first day of each new year, nor does God want it to be that way. God just wants me to trust him, start praying to him and stop wishing to some genie.
It’s not expected of you to be on top of things every day, every moment, or even every week or month for that matter.
I can sometimes get overwhelmed by the things that aren’t going right in my life, and let that overtake the rest. When really, I have so much going for me and so many people who are truly the BEST.
In that moment I didn’t care about feeling alone anymore. I didn’t feel like I needed to go out and find a boyfriend. I didn’t feel lost or confused. It was just me and Jesus – dancing.
You’re out on the dance floor, your favorite song is playing – you feel awesome. You’re dancing, all your friends are there… but then all of the sudden the music stops. It’s silent. You look around and there’s no one.
I’m writing to you as a two day old 24 year old, and since I’m so wise now (ha) I thought I would share some things I’ve learned in my 24 years of life.
This was the point where I really reconsidered my whole life. I was 22 at this point and “should have been” graduating from college with my bachelors. Instead, I had only completed my associate’s degree, was on my third school transfer, and about to start all over.