I used to know what I wanted to be when I grew up
For as long as I could remember
my dream was to be a writer
I always thought I needed to know the future in order to be happy
Now that I am at the age where I can work hard to be anything I want to be
I am starting to see how wrong I was
I can be a writer
I can be a model
I can be a mother
I can spend all of my time working my *** off if I wanted to
Working all of the time became an addiction like cutting
There was no time to enjoy anything
I was so busy putting pressure on myself
that I forgot how to live in the moment
All of the hours I spent working
All of the time I spent trying to be the perfect adult was a waste of time
Life was passing me by and I was missing it
Working is a good thing
however there is more to life than work
It is okay to not know what to do with your life
No one has their **** together
Age does not mean anything
Take time to enjoy yourself
Take time to just be
Take time to do what makes you happy
Life is unfair and difficult
but life has a way of falling perfectly together in a way you never dreamed of
Working is a necessity but so is happiness