I came across this quote the other day and immediately thought it was in reference to my own life. I know, I know, that has been a common theme with my Wordy Wednesday posts, but seriously this quote was a necessary reminder for me when I was starting to feel unsure.
I have been making strides in many areas of my life, but sometimes (okay pretty much daily) I have those thoughts like “Okay…I have absolutely no idea what I am doing.” And then that fear and anxiety creeps in, you know the kind where you start to question pretty much everything? It can be overwhelming, and for someone that likes to have a plan (almost to a fault) it has been exhausting. To be completely honest, I have been pretty unhappy lately. Living at home is certainly not easy. Most days I feel like I am a teenager again, living in the same room I grew up in and following the same basic rules. Add commuting to and from the city into the mix, and it is a lot of time by myself. I don’t fully feel like a New Yorker because I am constantly coming and going, but I am also so removed from the life I used to have in my hometown. This strange state of limbo over the last few moths has definitely been trying in more ways than one.
However, in January I started actively searching for a roommate/apartment to make the move to the Big Apple. As luck would have it, my cousin had a sorority sister (the same sorority as me, yay Delta Gamma!) who’s roommate moved out unexpectedly. I saw the apartment last week, and about an hour after I left I received a text from her that the room was mine if I wanted it! I am moving my things in this weekend and I can finally start this next chapter, fully as an adult women in the big city.
Now comes in the quote for this week. I knew that I was slowly becoming unhappy with the routine I had established: train, subway, work, subway, train, sleep, & repeat. Do not get me wrong, I love my job, just the trek to and fro has not been ideal. So, I actively made the choice to focus on moving out. Four months is long enough to commute two hours each way to work, (plus the crazy winter weather hasn’t helped much!) And when I saw that this person had an available room, somehow I knew it would be the right fit. It wasn’t a crazy hard process to find an apartment, and it is a great fit for what I need right now. This was me actively making the choice to change the state I had been in, a state that left me not feeling entirely like myself. Now that I made a choice, and am taking a chance (on a new apartment, new roommate, new surroundings!), I know that my life is going to change. I can now embrace all that New York has to offer. I can have drinks with friends without racing to catch a train. I can visit all the museums on my ever growing list. I can wander through the weekend farmers markets. I can stroll through Central Park any afternoon I choose. And lastly, I can truly start to live on my own and figure out who I am in this new phase of my life.
So I dare you, if you are unhappy or just feeling stuck…make a choice, to take a chance, or else you will simply remain stuck. I know that moving to New York is exactly the chance I need to take, in order to change my life for the better. Wish me luck on this next step…I cannot wait to keep you up to date on all the crazy adventures and mistakes that I am bound to make!