The path of self-discovery
The journey of a thousand miles begins today. Under the stars, as the grass sways, I have realized that tiny fragments are life’s whole.
Beyond the horizon is a place where broken souls go—psychedelic, perhaps even a black hole.
I need a place to seek solace—a place to call my own. On the highway, I notice how the grass dances to the tune of the passersby. Sometimes I wonder if life comes at me too fast and how the people I used to hold close are eventually let go.
Take Hephzibah, for example. She used to be my right-wing woman until she fell off. We couldn’t keep in touch. Different schools and different paths—every high school friendship is threatened by fate.
I wonder why the wind is not afraid to make a statement or show it’s face—with it’s power, enough to take my breath away. I crave the force behind nature; it’s something extraordinary, something I strive to be.
The pressure is building; it’s threatening to suffocate me. No one told me life would get this difficult; I had to buckle up. Life as an adult is no joke, especially when you don’t have a job.
I’m nineteen, and I feel the world rests on my shoulders; there isn’t enough time to spare or waste. I have to start building before it’s too late.
I mean, building a career isn’t easy; it takes time and dedication. I don’t have room for regret; the world stops for no one. Life is a stage, and since I’m the lead actress, the faith of the play rests on my performance. I will earn my applause.
But yesterday, when I got to my safe space, I thought to myself,
My thoughts are a mess; I haven’t even figured life out. Should I speak up for the things I love? Do I have a voice? Am I strong enough? What is the code of conduct?
“I’m just in my teens anyway; let me breathe.”
I mean, why should I have to think about my future when I haven’t figured out today? It’s okay to not know who I’m going to be tomorrow; I’m on a path of self-discovery. I may fall, but I’ll surely rise up again.
I may stumble, but I’ll be okay.
It was at that moment that I knew I had arrived at my destination.
I finally figured out that life cannot be figured out. We make the decisions that shape the future today.
I am young and vibrant; I will not be put down, and I will continue to fight against all odds after all. I’m just in my teens anyway; let me breathe.
This one is for all the people out there who feel pressured to grow up. Life may not be easy, but you’ll figure it out eventually.
Please leave a comment on the pressure you feel as a teen.
