There is peace in accepting that you’re changing. There is peace in realizing that the old you, the you that you love, won’t be the same after this journey of self-discovery. And there is peace in being free from your past, your expectations, and yourself. So breathe…we’re young. We’re hungry for success and happiness. And we’re going to figure this thing called life out. Let go of who you thought you were before you started this passage. Be pure. Be happy. Be free.
When I first began my search for housing and roommates in the big city my boyfriend jokingly suggested that I come up with an insane backstory. He said that I had a chance to be anyone I wanted to be now (as long as that person wasn’t newly single). Lol and he was right…somewhat. For some reason, we forget that when we lose one version of ourselves, we find another. Another version of ourselves that you may love even more than the old you. You will be stronger. You will be wiser. You will be hungrier for life. You get to be you 2.0! Lol now go find you!
Moving across the country was rough. I had two bags and a head full of dreams and aspirations. But I’m glad it was tough! If that process wouldn’t have tested me, I wouldn’t have been able to see the beauty in others. I think that’s why I had to break a little. I needed to learn that I could depend on others for help. I needed to learn that there is good in the world. I needed to learn to let go of my pride when I am in need. SO thank you to the kind people who helped me while I was lost in the Subway with no reception. Thank you to the kind people who stopped to tell me my smile was beautiful after hours of frustration. And thank you to the kind soul who let me crash at her place, and wouldn’t let me give up when I thought that was the only option left.
You’ll never know how strong you are until you break. You’ll never learn to love a rainbow without witnessing the storm that came before it. You’ll never become a diamond without pressure. And that’s the truth. You have to let yourself get lost, you have to allow yourself to break, and you have to fall before you pick yourself back up again. You’ll have a few tears, a few broken relationships, and few panic attacks, but we’ll just call those battle wounds.
You’re Meant To Be
I loved the southern belle, pageant directing, A-Line dress wearing, red-lipstick popping, family-obsessed, sass-filled, cocky and proud, Texan version of Amira. And I know that there are some aspects of my personality that will be the same (which I loves eves more). *snaps in Z formation. But I’m ready to meet the subway catching, fast-life living, New York attitude with a southern heart version of myself. And I hope that you’re ready to meet the new you as well. You see I feel like we’ve been raised to believe that being genuine is being that same version of yourself…forever. Does that even make sense? I’m expected to be the same Amira even though my journey and story is constantly evolving and changing. The truth is that we need to learn to become who we’re meant to be, and that may include making some changes. That may include changing the expectations So let go...and meet the new you!