These feelings.
I remind myself that they are that: just feelings. Life will go on. Years will pass. Things will change. I like that and I fear it all at once.
Things are going well. I should be grateful for that. The grass is not greener. This is my life and I've made it my own. On my own terms. What I've said I wish to do, I have achieved. I don't know why I find myself constantly questioning and worrying about such things. Life is lovely. Just lovely and what I wanted.
So the worrying and the struggle inside myself must stop. This is my life. At this very moment. At this very breath. I am living it and must learn to appreciate it much more. We evolve and there is no stopping it, but I mustn't ignore what is in front of me at this time. There are so many more things I want to achieve. Things I want to do; accomplish. I become sad and pessimistic when I remind myself I am not there yet. But the fact is, I'm 22. I'm farther along then many my age, which is something I think about often. Comparing where I'm at to others who have accomplished so much more always makes me blue. Like all I've done really isn't that much. And for the most part, it isn't. But it's my life and I've made it that way.
Oi. I must stop this constant worrying. It's silly and meaningless. And does nothing for my outlook on life.
Things are going well. I should be grateful for that. The grass is not greener. This is my life and I've made it my own. On my own terms. What I've said I wish to do, I have achieved. I don't know why I find myself constantly questioning and worrying about such things. Life is lovely. Just lovely and what I wanted.
So the worrying and the struggle inside myself must stop. This is my life. At this very moment. At this very breath. I am living it and must learn to appreciate it much more. We evolve and there is no stopping it, but I mustn't ignore what is in front of me at this time. There are so many more things I want to achieve. Things I want to do; accomplish. I become sad and pessimistic when I remind myself I am not there yet. But the fact is, I'm 22. I'm farther along then many my age, which is something I think about often. Comparing where I'm at to others who have accomplished so much more always makes me blue. Like all I've done really isn't that much. And for the most part, it isn't. But it's my life and I've made it that way.
Oi. I must stop this constant worrying. It's silly and meaningless. And does nothing for my outlook on life.