As far back as I can remember, I went to school.
In fact, I started school at the young age of 3 in a head start program. At 24 years old I have finally stuck my head above educational water and decided to take a year off school after being a student for 21 years of my life.
School has always been a placeholder for me. School, in my opinion, has always been relatively easy. I have had my rough patches, but overall school was like a safe space for my ego because I always did well. Even as a girl from a small town in Arkansas I was able to go to college and get a Master’s degree with very little strife.
With the support of my family, I was able to push myself from high school to college to graduate school and finish by the time I was 24. I did this because I never really knew where I saw myself in the real world.
After getting my college degree. I wanted a few more years to hide and wait. Then again, as I was finishing up, my Master’s the same thoughts of not being good enough to make it in the real world, crossed my mind again.
What would I accomplish once school was finished?
Was I bound to be a student forever?
Would I end up with some dead-end job I hated all the while holding a Master’s degree?
Thoughts of failure rushed through my head often, and I’d be lying if I didn’t say they still do. I think everyone thinks they will fail until they become successful, then they go about the day making sure that they keep their head above water. Most people understand that success isn’t always promised to you, but it doesn’t mean that you shouldn’t try to chase what feels right to you.
There comes a time when one must stop depending on their crutch, though. For me that time came this year when I started to think about what I should do after I got done with my Master’s degree. I came across a crossroads: should I continue down the natural path that I had made for myself with education and get my Ph.D. OR should I walk down the winding road I had been creating for myself on the side with my writing and blogging career?
Of all the things that I have ever done in my life, writing is the only thing that I have always loved. Writing keeps coming back to me, but it’s not as stable as other careers, so it was easy for me to cast it aside. Alas, writing had never failed me, so I decided that now was as good a time as any to take a leap of faith. I wanted to pay writing back for all the times that it has rescued me over the years.
No one wants to live a “what if” life, but sometimes it just happens that way. We all want to believe that we are living our life to the fullest every single day, but some of us will end up with some regrets.
If you take anything from this blog post, let it be this: if you can take the leap, do it.
There are so many people around the world who wish they had the ability to follow their true dreams. If you have the support in place, follow your dreams for all the people who are stuck not following theirs. Be grateful for the fact that you can take that dive. I know that I am. I wake up every day with excitement in my mind that I get to try my luck at living my dreams.
My story is still being written. I am not a success story, but compared to my past self, I am. Every day that you wake up and decide to do something (whether big or small) to find your direction in life, you are a success story. You see, following your dreams doesn’t have to come in one big earth-shattering leap of faith. Sometimes your leap is putting one foot forward. Progress is progress no matter how slow you go.
I know that the path to following my dreams will be paved with difficulties. There is something about knowing this inevitable truth that makes the journey even more worth it. Following your dreams will never be easy, but it will always be worth it.
Every day I am finding the courage to follow my dreams, and I hope that you are doing the same.