baggage
Sorry ahead of time for another reflective, pensive musing on my life. The closer this semester gets to ending, the more like this I seem to be getting.
I just realized something looking back on my year. At the beginning of this school year, I was thinking that college would be a clear slate. That I could erase myself and my past and start over. I thought the only possible way to survive this year and be able to live with myself would be to forsake my past. But...thats not what happened. I couldnt bury all of my life before moving away from home and recreate myself like a newborn. I am a product of where I've come from and where I am going. I have to accept that, and I'm glad I know that. I am irreversibly shaped by the people I've met and the places I've been. I can't undo the mistakes I've made or forsake the scared little girl of my past. I dont want to. This year I've met amazing people and seen amazing things. And all of it is shaping who I am. Yea, I have more than a few skeletons in the closet, but they're part of me. I am a work in progress...and I'm becoming okay with that. I didnt have to reinvent myself- b/c me is the only person I will ever be.
I just realized something looking back on my year. At the beginning of this school year, I was thinking that college would be a clear slate. That I could erase myself and my past and start over. I thought the only possible way to survive this year and be able to live with myself would be to forsake my past. But...thats not what happened. I couldnt bury all of my life before moving away from home and recreate myself like a newborn. I am a product of where I've come from and where I am going. I have to accept that, and I'm glad I know that. I am irreversibly shaped by the people I've met and the places I've been. I can't undo the mistakes I've made or forsake the scared little girl of my past. I dont want to. This year I've met amazing people and seen amazing things. And all of it is shaping who I am. Yea, I have more than a few skeletons in the closet, but they're part of me. I am a work in progress...and I'm becoming okay with that. I didnt have to reinvent myself- b/c me is the only person I will ever be.