Tuesday, December 1, 2009
I don't know what will happen and I like it like that. This is the first time in my entire life where nothing has been planned, there is no set route to travel on. I refuse to be scared because what is there to be frightened of? I've worked hard to be where I am and always will work towards my goals.
It's who I am and it will never change.
I know some people think I should constantly be in a state of perpetual distress over my finances. I know some people think I should move back home to pursue something easier. I know certain people that want me to want their version of what my happiness should be.
It's not going to happen. I'm not settling or returning back to a place that I feel I lost the phrase "home" in a long time ago. (My Thanksgiving return, despite the condensed version I wrote up, was far different than my expectations). I will pursue my own life on my own terms and I'll do it my way. So what if I'm not loaded down with tons and tons of material things and husbands and kids and everything society says I should want? It isn't a loss to me. We all write our own stories with our own pens of individuality.
And all I want out of mine, is to be free to be just me and a happy me.
Love to you all,