Hey everyone,
Life has been a whirlwind lately. Juggling my classes, extracurricular activities, and maintaining some semblance of a social life has been exhausting to say the least. But what's really been weighing on my mind is this constant struggle I feel between wanting to be independent and feeling tied down by past experiences.
I've always prided myself on being able to stand on my own two feet. Ever since I left for college, I've relished in the freedom that comes with living away from home. Making decisions for myself, setting my own schedule - it's all part of the thrill of adulthood.
But sometimes I can't help but feel burdened by the weight of experience that comes with growing up too fast. The things I've seen and gone through have shaped me in ways that most people my age couldn't even fathom. And while it's made me stronger in many ways, it also makes me second-guess myself more often than not.
It's like there are two sides of me constantly at war - one pushing for independence and autonomy, while the other holds onto past traumas like a security blanket. It's a delicate balancing act that leaves me feeling both empowered and vulnerable at the same time.
I know deep down that these experiences have made me who I am today - resilient, empathetic, wise beyond my years. But they also come with their fair share of baggage that weighs heavily on my heart when no one else is looking.
In moments like these when doubt creeps in and threatens to overwhelm me, I find solace in writing out my thoughts like this. Putting pen to paper (or fingers to keyboard) helps untangle the mess inside my head and brings clarity where chaos once reigned supreme.
So here's to finding balance between independence and experience - may we learn from our past without letting it define our future too much.
Until next time,
Sami