I have a restless soul, I always have. Since I have been out of college I have not been able to settle. I feel like I still need to find my home. Last month I turned 28, and now I am feeling the pressure of that. I feel Like I have been knocked off course so many times. I have always wanted to write, but people have never really respected that. When I was seventeen I told a guidance counselor about my big dreams. She looked at me with an incredulous look.
” You’ll never make money doing that.” She said rudely.
As embarrassing as it is, I am still overcoming that comment. The comment fed on my shaky confidence. Naively I listened to her, and followed a different path. After four years, I left school with an liberal arts degree, and no direction. Since college, I have been floating around, bumping from job to job that I hate. I have tried to fit into the preconceived notion of success, and truth is, I hate it. I still haven’t found my passion, and my frustration grows daily. I have come to the conclusion that things need to change.
This is part of the effort to correct that. I am trying to put words down each day, hoping that I will get better. Each day I need to write, even if it it makes no sense. I need to spend time each day thinking and writing. It is the only was I am going to get better. In the past I have made big beautiful plans, and they always fall to pieces. Maybe instead of these gold plates plans I need to set realistic goals. I want to follow my dreams, and right now, that is just about putting one foot in front of the other.
Have you ever had a struggle like this? If you have, drop a comment below!