For many years, I thought I had ‘me’ figured out. I thought I knew what I wanted out of life – I was content and confident. But this past year has been totally different for me. It seems to me that I didn’t know myself at all. I didn’t know who I was (or who I became). I was and still am a bit confused as to who I really am. I feel like I’m finally coming into my own and I’m growing into someone that I’m getting to know.
The downside to figuring out who I am now is that the decisions I’ve made in the past aren’t the decisions I necessary want now. How do you get out from under your past if you’re surrounded by the past decisions in everything you do? I know the direction I want to go ‘now’ but it doesn’t really mesh with where I’m at in my life right now. Frustrating.
I’ve come to realize that Learning Who You Really Are is somewhat of a confusing statement. Because you’re held back by the decisions that you’ve made in your past and you’re buried in the life that you created for the person you didn’t really know. Sounds confusing — and it really is. Maybe that’s the beauty in life – maybe you’re really not supposed to know yourself. Maybe you’re supposed to learn to live with your surroundings and work with the cards you’re dealt.