Hello. It’s me.
I remember thinking about what my life would be like by the time I was the age I am now. I had a vision in mind: job that pays the bills (thanks, college education!), own a home, be married (note to self: find suitor).
Dear 18 year old me,
It ain’t happenin’ like you ‘planned’. You (surprise!) have a master’s degree in academic advising. I know. You were thinking journalism. Or actually, you are really just confused in general. But you’ll find your passion! That’s pretty fantastic.
You don’t own a home, mostly because you have no money since you will spend a lot of time making not enough money to even pay your bills. But you are okay, and it will change you in ways you didn’t know you needed to change.
You have a dog. He’s a Pit-Bull-Of-Some-Sort. You’ve never met one in general but you will soon. It will change a lot of things for you.
You’re engaged, and you live in Pittsburgh. It is not the cold, dark, boring place you think it is, and the man you’re engaged to is your best friend and partner in crime. You’re a lot alike and very opposite at the same time, and you occasionally butt heads but it’s only because you both are terrifically stubborn and independent.
Over the next few years, you will struggle a lot with anxiety, and then with depression. You will overcome both in time. Your therapists and cognitive behavioral therapy will be invaluable to your well-being.
You will struggle with having your psychological contract ripped into one million small pieces, and then set on fire. You will give up a dozen times and find your way back to what you care about over and over again.
You will attack your problems from every angle, and you will continually surprise yourself with how unafraid and driven you are. You will turn your anger into productivity and it will serve you well. You will come to know what you want, and you will work until you get it.