Everything was late but I was lucky to have professors who were understanding and graceful. I had absolutely no motivation to keep up with my assignments and final projects. I don’t know how I did it but I finished out my last semester even though I was really struggling with my depression. I don’t know what it is but the universe really has a funny way of showing you when something is not for you. I wanted to move in with my then boyfriend and build a life with him. I wanted to go to grad school and become a child therapist. I had plans of graduating with my bachelors in psychology and using my then current job position to climb up the ladder.
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I was a full time student, working as an administrative assistant in a mental health organization. I was in a completely different space than I am now. I thought I had it all figured out but then the pandemic happened and all my future plans went out the window and it seemed to take my motivation right with it.Īs much as the pandemic took from me, it really helped me look at life differently and put me in a position where I needed to self-reflect. Its just something about creatives and their hard work and dedication that has made me really ponder about my life and what exactly I want to do. Being around certain types of people have definitely helped and I’m glad I’ve surrounded myself with them. I’ve hit a wall, I’ve lost my focus and motivation but I’ve been trying to get it back these last few months. Unfortunately, that is not the case, at least it doesn’t feel like it. I thought that by now I would be adulting right, have all my shit figured out. I feel way unprepared and underdressed for the occasion. I think it’s time.īeing a 25 year old is not what I imagined it to be. Who knows, I might find just what I want to do with my life. I miss creating a world within my words, the poetic feel, the escapism. Either way I’ve decided to get back to it. A more vivid imagination perhaps, or maybe it is the byproduct of growing up and experiencing the harsh reality of life. I’ve been writing for the majority of my life but for some reason it was easier when I was a kid. I’m here to find my path, my purpose, my passion.
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