You are not defined by expectations, especially your own. You deserve a break and the chance to walk your own journey at your own pace. And there is nothing wrong with that.
There is nothing wrong in finding entertainment or a thing that brings pleasure to our lives; that is a noble pursuit. The question to be asked is what is the cost of this entertainment?
Life is a story. Chapter by chapter, season by season it is being written. Year after year we develop as a protagonist.
I needed something to tell me I was worthy, that I was important. It was a drug. An itch that needed to be scratched. And little by little, I did whatever was necessary to scratch it.
That is the goal, right? To find happiness, to find purpose? Don’t shy away from it when you do.
I write because people need to know they are not alone. I write to know I am not alone.
It is ok to just be for a while without a conclusion in sight. Rest in knowing that the beautiful thing about seasons is that they always change; they are never infinite, they come and go. What is today may not be tomorrow. You are on a journey.
Being single means that I can be selfish with my time, my finances, and my energy. No other time in my life will I be able to determine where those things go like I can when I am single.
They taught me that despite my flaws and hurts, my story is still valid and that gave me the strength to validate other people’ stories. Because they taught me that it is ok to be different, I can help other people accept their differences.
We need the unknown. We need the reminder that we are small in this great, big world. It keeps us humble. It keeps us yearning and guessing, engaging. It keeps us questioning.