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Sometimes I look at how far I have come in the last year, and I have to take a step back cause I feel like I'm spinning out of control. A long time ago, my mom accused me of barrelling into the next step of life without ever taking a look around to make sure I was ready to go there. Of course at the time, she had just found out I was 15 and having sex, but still, maybe she was right. Ever since I was a little kid I've pushed the next step, the next job, the next class, all way before I was ready for them. Maybe I dont automatically fall off the deep end and drown, but sometimes i am not ready for the steps i take in my life. But then i have to ask myself if anyone is really ready to do something new, different, hard. To push the next step is to make progress. You have to take risks to progress and grow and learn who you are. But what happens when the person you thought you were isnt the person who can handle the step you pushed?