In the next two weeks I will officially move out of my parents’ house and into a new apartment, start a new job, and celebrate my six-month anniversary with my boyfriend. BOOM. I worked incredibly hard to make all of these changes happen, and I am THRILLED that everything came together the way it did (like not having to pay rent while on unemployment). But I’m surprised as I write this to see how much I can feel the patterned me resisting change.
I have watched my thoughts bounce between elated and freaked out the past couple of days, and it’s really fascinating on a certain level. It’s important to honor the feelings I’m having about being overwhelmed, but I don’t need to hang out with them constantly.
The learn: I need to trust the process and embrace all the changes taking place around me + stay grateful.