I gave up on my dreams and allowed the world to tell me where I belong. I'm going to find my imagination again and I'm going to create my own path.
When I was little my imagination was so big; nothing seemed as if it were impossible. What happened to me?
I let the troubles in my life stop me from dreaming and I’ve given up. College may not have been the best experience, but I gained something from it. I learned how to let people love me and how to make a family out of friends. I gave up on trying to please everyone, or so I thought, but I didn’t learn how to please myself. I never asked myself what would make me happy because I thought people would find it stupid. That’s all I want though; I just want to be happy and I want the people that I care about to be happy. Doesn’t everyone?
I’m too early in my story for the ending to be here now and so are you. This is not what I will do for the rest of my life. I will inspire and I will achieve goals that I have only dreamed of. They all seem so close, yet still so far. It’s okay though because I have time and I will not give up on trying to create me instead of letting someone else tell me who I should be.