Do you keep fighting for a better life or give up for something more realistically mediocre?

This.

I can’t stop thinking about this the last little while. I don’t know what is wrong with me. It is like I have lost all sense of self worth. I keep replaying that conversation in my head from 10 years ago when someone I was close to said to me: “I see you still think you are going to have an amazing life, I have realized that I will just live a mediocre life”  … it stung. Like I lived in this hopeless dream world and that I would amount to nothing. So I often wonder – am I trying too hard to be something I will never be? Should I just settle in my life realizing that I will never have things I really want?

See a couple days ago a super good friend of mine told me I care too much about paying off my student loans and that I should pay the minimum and move on. I didn’t say anything at the time but I totally disagree. But then I realized I reek of poverty. I always have. My money stress is written all over my expression and my anxiety and my everything.

I feel vomit brewing in my throat and a slow nausea forming over my body – realizing how poor you really are is terrifying – but necessary to grow out of it, grow from it – build.

I just want my fucking break. I just want the universe to give me a goddamn break and stop making everything so fucking hard.


 

That was me a few months ago – feeling stressed. Today I decided to clean out my drafts folder on my blog. Most of what I was reading was me talking about how I don’t want to do this life anymore. But I promised myself that I needed to be at my full time job for at least 2 years. I promised myself I wouldn’t find a new job until I got my wisdom teeth out.

But a couple of weeks ago I finally did it, I finally got my wisdom teeth pulled  – and while I was in my T3 Coma  a job interview application can through that has provided me an offer that would start at exactly my 2 year mark at full time job. Is that a sign? I asked the universe for a sign and she delivered.

I had been putting off getting my bottom two teeth out for almost 10 years. Mostly because dental insurance only comes with a decent job and I didn’t have that until know, also because I didn’t have the money. It is interesting to me that I needed to wait all this time to get my teeth pulled because without insurance it would’ve cost about $1000 and now that I have more money and a job with insurance it cost me $233! How fair is that ?? Is this what it is like to be in the 1%  (FYI: I am not that person – just referring to the ease that comes with more money). It is definitely nice to be in a position to take care of these things.

The thing is, I have a lot of decisions to make now. There has been an opportunity that presented itself. And while I don’t believe in right or wrong decisions – I do believe that that universe opens door that you should take. Sometimes the doors of opportunities seem lackluster and a fight and are not inline with your passion  – you don’t get the job or the guy or whatever it is because it isn’t right but then when you are ready – you get offered a dream,.

This job doesn’t offer me the world but I think it offers me more freedom. And one thing I think I am lacking is freedom. So I am off making a pros and cons list – trying to figure out what the answers and how to chose a better life for myself. Because I know that person settled for mediocrity, they made a choice and that choice I never have to make.

 

 

pulling yourself out of an anxious rut

Confession: I have been writing posts then promptly deleting them.

Lately, my anxiety has been super bad.  Bad enough that I read up on psychedelic drugs use for mental health healing. If you know me at all – you know that I have zero problem with this. It’s not a far stretch for me to consider this – however, my research tells me that this treatment has only work for people that have had a crazy trip. And – if I am being honest psychedelics were never really my thing. Don’t get my wrong – I love a boogie. But I just chose different things. So I haven’t reached a point where I have turned to this. But I have noticed my stress and exhaustion have led to my face numbness again – that means stress, exhaustion and over worked.

(In case you are wondering – why the fuck I don’t take care of myself ?? – I recently booked a few weeks off of Starbucks to try and figure some shit out. I will still be working my full time job.)

The thing is I am putting undo stress on myself for fabricated reasons and fear. I have become hermited in my fear. I also have become not that interesting because I am not really doing much because I work all the time. I don’t have a lot to talk about because let’s face it – no one wants to hear about your work in a social setting.

Last night – I was having a conversation with someone – and it boiled down to this – I know what to do. I am just not doing it. I have let work take over my life, take over my health and take over my existence.  I am constantly jealous of what I think is other people’s freedom. So I wonder to myself – what is that cost of my freedom? What do I need to do to achieve it?

I know my freedom will cost around 60k. The sum of my debts. But getting there is a lot of work. A lot of fucking work. At which I am sacrificing a lot of other things.

I think I come back to the same things, over and over again.  And I realize that I need to figure out how to let myself have a better balance. I need to chose my priorities.  I can’t in fact have everything as a priority because there isn’t enough time. So, is debt repayment my focus? Is weight loss my focus? Is creating a business my focus? Is forging new friendships my focus? Is relationship building my focus? Because clearly I don’t have the time or energy to do all of these things.

In life, we try things. Sometimes those things don’t work the way we want them to. So we get up and try again. I have been late bloomer my entire life. Nothing new there. I spent a long time (all of my 20ies) trying not to feel because of a dubious upbringing and background. I have forever thought I was not good enough and I wasn’t worth it. And sometimes my anxiety gets the better of me and I go back to that dark place. I forget who I have become – that I have all sorts of wonderful things. And that the universe is giving me exactly what I need. Right now the universe is teaching me a lot of things.

Instead of analyzing it to death I decided step up, step out and get myself back on track. I also need to figure out what that mysterious thing is suppose to look like. Does it involve a tiny home? Does it involve a husband? Kids? Travel? My own business? Do I live in Costa Rica?  Bali? What am I working so hard for? When will I publish my book?

What is on your goal list? How are you going about achieving it?


PS; if you were reading a few weeks back when I was talking about my fun things to do – I officially signed up for rowing starting May 9th, 2017!

CHOICES

This week is incredible busy for me. I am in Virginia, USA and out of my normal routine. Doing other things. Working on different stuff. Trying things from a new angle.

While trying to cram in the most amount of amazing as possible it has really occurred to me the amount of choices we have in North America. Just yesterday I was in Whole Food Market and discovered like 30 different kinds of Larabars. I was excited yes, overwhelmed – indeed! I am not sure that is just in the USA but my point is … everytime we leave our houses we are bombarded with choice. We are assaulted with the many options that make us a “freedom filled” society. But it occurred to me  – are the amount of choices that are available to us at a benefit to our sanity. Or is there a dark side to choices?

Is all the choice causing us anxiety?

In my never ending search for talented online businesses that revolve around social media I find a million you-tubers making “what I eat in a day” videos or “how I plan my life” videos or “where to find vegan food” ideas. We have a choice of who entertains us on the big scene,  we choose what we listen to, we choose what to read.

So with out doubt – there must be a complete understanding that we choose our life!

We choose our path and we choose what sort of people, music, and knowledge that occupies our mind space  – we choose to shape our world from the options given to us.

Just curious – what kind of choices are you making to cultivate the life you want?

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