I always had this idea that being “grown up” meant you have a plan. You know what you wanna do, where you wanna go, and who with. But now at 22 I just don’t know anymore.
Recently my whole life plan was turned upside down. Graduation has to be delayed. I don’t know if I’ll get the job I want. I’ve grown apart from so many friends. Sometimes it’s like there’s no point in making plans when everything is just going to end up changing or going exactly opposite of what I expect it to be.
So basically, I’m at this big WHAT NOW?! point in life. When it feels like everything is in complete chaos, what do I do? Honestly, a huge part of me wants to give up and go home. I mean, I tried right? And that’s what’s important, isn’t it?
But the other part of me is a reminder that I’ve made it this far. And once you put so much time into something, why would you just throw that away?
So, I guess “growing up” isn’t really about having it all figured out. And it isn’t giving up and going home when things aren’t going right, or your version of right. It’s about taking things as they come. It’s about taking the curve balls and swinging, knowing you might miss. When you have those “What now?!” moments, accepting that plans don’t always work out and knowing that sometimes that’s for the best.