Life is hard, man

You have to forgive me for taking so long to write again, I have been going through many mixed emotions in regards to where I am in my life; excitement, anxiety, fear, anger, longing. Much has changed in the last two years; I moved back to the Pacific Northwest with my husband, bought a house, got married, graduated college, and started a job in a new industry that ironically has nothing to do with my degree. Taking a look back at the last couple years brings me nothing but joy, all the new experiences and milestones that I was able to share with my best friend is astounding, but looking to the future and what is to come stops me in my tracks. What do I want to do? What is supposed to happen? Is that different from what will make me truly happy? Should I trust my own thoughts and emotions during this time or am I too distracted and confused to make a healthy decision?

When I close my eyes I see myself, my husband, and our dogs in a sleepy, tropical beach town with the sun shining on our little beach bungalow as the breeze travels through the open doors. Outside there is a jungle with monkeys that can be heard in the distance and all the mystical creatures a jungle holds, both real and in our imaginations and childhood fairy tales. But, is this realistic or is this a fantasy because it represents pure relaxation and bliss (and possibly resembles romantic, perfect Fiji where my husband proposed to me) while I am currently in a time of uncertainty? Is it because, as I write this, I sit in soggy, wet Washington where winter is right around the corner and rainy season will last through April? Is it because rainy season will last through May and a tropical beach is a perfect juxtaposition of my current situation? Is it because we are visiting the beautiful islands of Thailand next month? Or is this a true dream that I would regret not chasing?

 

Too many questions and I am not even sure where to start.

 

Over the last week, I have been looking through job boards to find a new job as mine is currently a temp position, even after two years on the job. The problem is, finding a job is exponentially harder when you have no idea what you want to do. I get anxious and depressed throughout the day because my current job is not ideal and I want out, but taking out my laptop to find jobs to apply to makes my anxiety fly through the roof and the next thing I know I am in an existential crisis. The silver lining? (Oh yeah, I am alllll about finding the silver lining) The silver lining is that most of the people I have talked to have gone through a similar time in their life, there only seems to be a small subset of people that know their calling from an early age. Is it better to know your calling and what you want to do from an early age, or does it help you in the long run if you try many things just to find out it is not for you? Hey, at least you got experience and have a new skill! It is probably a situation that is “six of one, half dozen of another” and can’t be logically analyzed and defined. From one side of the road, looking in on someone else knowing what they want to do seems easier, but the grass is always greener.

So, where do we go from here? In school, especially college, I would take classes and find out a subject wasn’t for me and move on, I changed my major at least three times because of this. However, I ended up finding a major that I thoroughly enjoyed and I excelled at, that is a hard combination to find. Taking this lesson from college, I’m going to attempt to relax and go with the flow. If I don’t like a job or the industry, I don’t have to stay. I’m bound and determined to find a career that simultaneously makes me happy and allows me to live the lifestyle I want for myself.

In the meantime, I will soak up every minute of this Pacific Northwest winter because who knows where life will take me. One day, I may be on that tropical beach craving the smell of fresh rain and pine trees. The grass really is greener, huh?

Until next time.

 

Honestly,

Emma XOXO

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Hello, World! 

Trepidation. Exuberant. Liberated. Vulnerable. Those are all the words that come to mind when I think about putting myself out here to blog. However, today I am going to cling to the word Liberating and will even go as far as to say Empowering. I have been thinking about blogging for an inordinate amount of time and always gave myself reasons to not do it. The day has finally come- I have run out of reasons. So, here I am. Why am I here and what is burning inside me, dying to be written for the world to see? A myriad of things come to mind and I don’t know where to start, so I will start by introducing myself, the journey, and epiphanies I have had that led me here.

Many people can relate to the journey one has when trying to find themselves and how ominous it can be to be vulnerable and dive into who we truly are. Our families, friends, coworkers, teammates, society all have a preconceived notion of who we are supposed to be and how we are supposed to act. When we step outside of those expectations, it becomes deeply uncomfortable and, in order to remedy this, we decide to stay within those lines. In doing so, we fail to nurture ourselves and forget how to grow. Not being who we truly are causes friction in relationships, can lead you to be in relationships (romantic or platonic) that are not best suited for you and your interests. I have been there, we have all been there. I am just now finding my voice to be able to say this is me, this is what I am interested in, this is what I believe (or don’t believe), these are my opinions, this who I am proud to be.

I want this blog to reflect that, genuine passions, interests, and conversations. This is me. Join me in being you.

 

Honestly,

Emma

Post Signature- The featured image is of my me and my husband on our wedding day. As I sit here and write this, we are on the eve of our first wedding anniversary and there are truly no words to describe how it feels to be with someone that not only allows me to be myself, but has been a constant in my life and has extracted my true self. Since there are no adequate words, I leave you all with a picture because, well you know what they say. Technically, I will leave you with a thousand words.