That’s what I’ve been attempting to do for the last couple of weeks.
I haven’t written anything, because everytime I tried to, it came out negative and discouraged. And I didn’t want to write so negatively.
Herein lies the problem.
Everyone at some point feels down. And it’s ok, it’s normal. It’s good to get that negativity out. Some people talk about it, some people blog about it, etc.. But when I feel down and depressed, I tend to ball that up as much as I can, until there is a breaking point. I hold in the negativity and keep it to myself (denial, anyone?). Put on that happy face. Unfortunately that happy face can only stay happy for so long until it starts to crack a little.
I think it started with my birthday. Not to say that it wasn’t a good one. Completely the opposite actually. But my expectations of where I would be at 25 do not match the reality of where I am at 25. So I was experiencing some dissonance.
Rational Emily kept saying “It’s ok to adjust your expectations and face facts that you aren’t where you ‘want’ to be, but you are where you need to be.”
Irrational Emily, meanwhile, was nagging “Looks like you’re not going to get there. You’re still in school and living at home. Shouldn’t you be more independent by now?”
Well fuck you, irrational Emily.
I took two years off before going back to school. I didn’t know if I wanted to pursue my MSW first or if I wanted to join the Peace Corp or another missionary service agency. Ultimately I took the path to continue my education, and made the decision to pay for it myself without financial assistance. So I’ve had to sacrifice some independence. I think it will be worth it. I think it will pay off. I just have to keep reminding myself of that.
A lot has happened in the last few weeks. Got my grades back (still holding down that 4.0), went camping, and met the newest member of my family. My younger cousin had her baby boy, and he is just perfect. It’s bizarre to know that my baby cousin is a mother.
Less than a year from now I will have graduated as (hopefully) an LMSW. I’m on the “downward spiral,” although I think this will be the most challenging year of my MSW. I’m an Organizations/Communities concentration, and I know there is a lot I’m going to have to learn, as I’ve been mostly involved in the families and individuals part of social work. But I’m excited. Nervous and excited.
But for now, I’ll enjoy my summer. Whatever it may bring.