I’m not sure if it was PMS, but this past few days, I see myself feeling depressed over what’s been happening in my life. Just when I thought my life’s smooth-sailing, things started going on a different direction than I originally planned.
I now have to make some important decisions that I’m not ready for. I thought I wouldn’t have to think about these concerns for years, but here I am, wallowing on what my next steps would be. *sigh*
However, there’s a glimpse of hope still remaining. If there’s one lesson I learned the past five years of my life, it’s this: Everything happens for a reason.
When I look back on some of the troubles I encountered in the past, I quickly realize that if I didn’t go through them, I wouldn’t be exactly where I am. Sure, I have regrets here and there, or things I wish I could change, but this way of thinking helps me calm the fuck down and remind myself to be patient.
Things seem to always fall into place, so I know there’s a reason for everything I’m going through right now. I have imagined what would be the end results of all of this, but I didn’t want to get ahead of myself and be disappointed when any of my expectations are not met or something else happened other than what I originally had in mind.
I just wish that whatever the reason is, or if God is directing me to where I need to be, I hope it happens this year. I hope it’s good for me ’cause I honestly need something to pick me up off this rut I’m stuck in.