When growing up I could have swore up and down that I had everything planned down to the month that it was going to happen and nothing in my mind or how I viewed things were going to change. Ever! Fast forward a couple years later as I begin the transition into womanhood, a change is something that I am demanding to enter into my life.
As I reflect on where I am going in my life, I have come to a realization how much of my decisions are superficially based on how I think that others will view me. So much that my mind and feelings about how I feel about myself have all clasped. Thus resulting in me not even trying to impress myself. If you know me, you know that I love a lot of different things. For so long, I have tried to convince myself that that was wrong. You can’t like both medicine and creative art (writing, photography, filmmaking), you can’t look the way you look and love fashion. It’s one thing or the other!
Really thinking about it, the butt head of insecurities have proven to be far from the truth. You don’t have to just be one thing. You can wear a variety of hats in your lifetime. That’s okay. Having training myself to only love one thing has caused almost every aspect of my life to crash with smoke rising forming the headlines FAIL, TRY AGAIN. Staring at that headline has now made me rethink all of my life choices. From why I feel the way I feel, what I eat, why I am not losing weight, and what really matters in life.
People change for two reasons. Their minds have opened, or their hearts have been broken – unknown
Looking at this quote, I can quickly say that for me it has been both. Rather it be from getting a D in a crucial class this semester, resulting in my having to retake it. From the lack of spice in my love life, to being unhealthy, to just questioning everything. Reflecting this, a smile of relief has come to my face at the fact that I am not just one thing. I am a growing young lady who loves medicine and wants to become a best selling author as well, while walking around in her fancy overpriced shoes and that’s okay. There will be epic fails along the way, but the end I know for a fact will be just as epic.
Looking at my blog, scurrying away from it became a thing from the fear of being transparent. But now, I choose to embrace it. I am a writer, healthcare provider, and a growing woman who is finding her way. I’m not alone either. That fact alone has become my biggest inspiration ever. I seldom find a blog that talks about everyday problems with tips or just a place to know that I’m not alone. Why not make that place myself? A place for growing women and even men who are learning there way, rather that be your fitness journey, faith, relationships, college, work, finances, healthy habits and just having fun the safe way – let’s be honest, some of us get a bit too reckless. We all wear different hats, but we seldom find a closet that can house all of them. Let’s call this our closet. Allow me to reintroduce you to OUR blog! Drops mic!
