Erin Cinney

The culture we live in places so much value on productivity, hustling, and visible progress. This is why burnout can sometimes feel like laziness.

I’m back here in the now for a moment, just taking in the fresh air and the brief relief from carrying the past few moments, days, weeks. I internally roll my eyes at the realization that I’m living one of those clichés where you stop climbing the mountain and just enjoy the view. I find that this moment is as fleeting as cotton candy on the tongue, but twice as sweet.

The girl I wanted to be had all the answers too. Honestly, I don’t know what flaws she had. I don’t know that I ever dreamed her up to have any flaws.

One of the greatest adventures of life is the sheer, endless continuation of putting yourself out there despite not knowing what will come of it.

You’re right there, just let yourself catch up.

There will come a time when I’ll miss this moment.

I’m slowly learning that the mess is truly what we are here for, and I would do myself a great disservice by trying to avoid it.

I was addicted to trying to convince her I was worthy.