Talking to Myself

We never fail. We either win or we learn. 

It’s all lessons- this life. Every tear, every laugh, every heartbreak. There is no losing and there is no failure. There is learning and there is growth. Even if that growth doesn’t feel like it's making any outward difference. Roots grow underground after all. Sometimes I feel like a failure. Sometimes I just feel overwhelmed. Sometimes, I feel like the world is too loud and I am too small. Sometimes I feel like every step I take is in the wrong direction. But then, I remember that any action is better than no action. Because then at least I can stumble upon a lesson and that lesson will bring me where I need to go. It all adds up to a wonderful, astounding, terrifying, exciting, nerve-wracking, amazing life. And I don’t think it's meant to go in a straight line. I think it's okay that I mess up so comically often. I think it's okay if I cry and I scream and I bleed. It’s part of being human. It's part of the curriculum. One day it will all make sense. One day all the lessons will be learned and oh, what a day that will be.