It's ironic how trapped you feel when you have everywhere to go.
You're so paralyzed by the decision, that you might as well have not made that decision at all.
You're so lost in the "what ifs" and the "why nots." It's hard to listen to your heart. It's difficult to hear what its saying.
Some things feel like be all end all. Some things are easier to push away. And somethings are simply what you believe to be the way things are. It's . . . complicated. Life always is. Life is never this straightforward fairytale or simple fable. You have to untangle the webs of plot twists, confusion and subtext.
You have to make sense of the ups and downs, loss and gains, choices and risks.
It's not supposed to be easy or simple. It's life.
But life can be your own canvas, and you can paint whatever you want on it. You can collect all your happy memories and your accomplishments, and create a work of art on your own.
Of course, not all difficult times are bad. Some make you who you are. Some give you the motivation to move forward.
Sometimes failure is the only way to learn.
Sometimes I forget, how complex and collaborative life can be.
I've been so used to relying on myself for everything, that I've forgotten, it's okay to rely on other people.
This is a lesson I fail to learn over and over again, but maybe this time, I'll get it right. Maybe this time I'll have the courage to listen to my heart and take that leap.
Life is a series of small steps turning into a journey. It's okay to break down. It's okay to be lost, just as long as you keep going.