I met this girl, Dori, today. She just turned 19 yesterday (also my dad's 63rd birthday!) and she's pretty awesome. I don't really want to get into too much detail about our conversation because I want to get on with my point and I don't really want to put her life story out there. Long story short is that she basically had this dream of wanting to go into a certain career field but after a misfortune of events, she pretty much seems to have given up on that. What she said next is what sets the stage for my blog post today and that is when she said something along the lines of "knowing where she came from and being someone she's not." She basically didn't think she would amount to much because of her past and maybe her family wasn't so great as well? Well, either way, I pretty much told her that her past didn't have to affect her future. As I said that statement, it really got me thinking about a few things: 1) this will make a great blog post later and 2) I should really listen to my own advice to others sometimes. For the longest time I was holding onto my past and letting it dictate my present and future encounters that haven't or might not ever had happened. I kept carrying this weight of how I wish I could go back and change everything. Then, I tussled back and forth with myself about how maybe I didn't want to change because it made me who I am, but then, I didn't like myself a lot of the days so that didn't help either. It took me SO LONG but I think I am finally starting to realize (though, everyday brings different feelings) that I don't have to let my past determine what I should I be or what should happen in my future. I might not always want to but I strive to keep pushing on in life because I know there has got to be better out there. I may not always see the light at the end of the tunnel but deep down, I know my troubles aren't forever, even if I don't admit it out loud, even if I don't admit to myself. It's never too late for a new beginning.
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February 2020
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