I can’t tell you how many times I have looked at my life and just wished I could be someone else. I could have different problems and different friends, a different home with a different background. And of course everything would be easier.
But, in reality, that isn’t true. Although I assume other peoples lives are easy, or easier, I really have no way of knowing.
So the best advice I have is to trust that what I’m going through is meant for me, and no matter how tired I get, or how behind other people my age I feel like I am, I know that once I finish school (which I haven’t started what I actually want to do yet) I will be further along then they are becasue I got this real life experience in between.
When I look in the mirror I see potential, and I see promise. All I have to do is make sure that I live up to that optential and fufill those promises. Because no one can make me into who I need to be except me. And I can’t be anyone I’m not, no matter how much I’d like to pretend.