The uncertainty of this time feels scary and out of control. *cue thunderstorms in the background* I’m not trying to be dramatic, but especially since the world’s gone upside down, it’s so hard to make any decisions. I keep checking my email, waiting for something to change. Waiting for news that’s supposed to come.
What’s the rush?
There are all these timelines. These moments where we are expected to have fulfilled a goal. Graduated. Or employed. Or engaged. Or married. Or pregnant. Our definitions for our lives don’t matter when there are other voices crying out to us their opinions. Sometimes the world is even louder than our own souls. It’s hard to figure out who you are if you’re lost in a sea of everyone else’s voice but your own.