As I sit here, contemplating what I want my next step in life to be, I’m realizing something. It feels like everyone around me thinks they have an input on how I live. People I barely know are trying to weigh in with their opinions. But they’re not just giving me suggestions. Oh, no. It’s always “Don’t do this or you’ll regret it!” Or “I did the same thing and I’m telling you right now you won’t like it.”
I’m just wondering, how in the world do you know what I like? How do you know I’ll regret something I’ve never even tried? What happened to keeping my options open? I’m all for advice, if I ask for it, and I appreciate how many people look out for me, but I have to live my own life.
We all go through different experiences that change us and shape us into who we become. We all like and dislike different things. I don’t always agree with my family, but they respect me enough to let me make my own decisions. Of course they tell me their fears and hopes for me. I wouldn’t expect anything less. They also know me, sometimes better than I know myself (shoutout to my mom on that one). If I want to learn how to weld, I’m going to. If I want to spend every last dime I have on traveling, I will. And you’re damn right if I want to have kids and start a family, there’s no stopping me.
I understand that people speak out of fear or based on their own experiences. I’m not under any kind of impression that any decision I make will make my life easier. I’m expecting it to be a roller coaster filled with both highs and lows. I’m willing to take as many lows that come with the high points if it means I’m living. I don’t want to be miserable. I’m fortunate enough to be able to do whatever I’m crazy enough to believe I can handle. Whatever chance life throws my way, I plan to take it.