I’m sitting here, 20 years of my life having been lived, and I don’t quite know what I’m doing. Although I’m sure none of us really know, right? But we’re supposed to. I’m going through a time in my life where everything seems to be happening all at once, and I keep wondering wHY THE HELL IT WON’T STOP. Anyone else feel that? When your head spins and spins and nothing makes much sense at all, but you keep putting one foot in front of the other even though you’re not sure if the ice you’re walking on is going to break or hold. It sounds a little dramatic, but.. painfully accurate, right? In all of my 20 years on this planet, I have never felt more out of control of everything, and it is terrifying to say the least. But I have realized something through all of this: Even in the midst of all this madness, I am breathing and living. Even laughing sometimes. Growing up is a PAIN in the ass, and I think that everyone can admit that. But hear me out. Growing older every day is AMAZING. It is a blessing. Nothing makes sense, but that is okay, because our parents? They were confused too. And so were our grandparents. But they made it out alive. And so will we.
I wasn’t really sure what this post was going to be when I started it. Mostly just a bunch of thoughts in my head, so I apologize if it doesn’t make much sense. But to me, it is a show of progress. And for me, that is everything