Yesterday was my 24th birthday.
24th.
An age that makes me nervous.
The number before 25!
Which is the age I’m supposed to have “everything together”.
The thought of having everything together sends me to a dark place. Only because I know I’m so far away from achieving that.
I’m reminded of how often I’ve failed at goals I’ve set.
School, owing my own business, relationships, family issues, weight loss goals, traveling, blah, blah, blah….
How can I not feel defeated? How can I not go to a dark place?
I have plans to better myself. In a dark place or not. I will make it to the small white light at the end of the tunnel.
I can’t give up. It’s not in my genetic makeup.
My mother is a hard worker. She’s resilient. My father was a hustler. He was resilient.
Naturally, I am resilient as well. I have to remember that.
I really do hope that all of the goals I set, I complete. Otherwise, I’ll be so depressed and will hate myself.😢
AND I CAN’T HAVE THAT.
