You may (or may not) have noticed since my last blog post published, I turned 21. I didn’t think it felt any different being a year older until I cast my mind back and realised the point in my life that I am at now is completely different to when I turned 20.
You see, this time last year I was still in the midst of my hypothyroid journey. (Something I will eventually get around to writing about) I was quite down in myself and rather unhealthy. I was emotionally drained and out of education with no prospects of a future. I couldn’t even think past tomorrow let alone see what my future held and in someways I didn’t even want to.
This I know
My early twenties came in with a bang and have already taught me a thing or two. I learned that when you’re unwell or feeling overwhelmed you’ve got to acknowledge the situation and let it pass, you’ll never get better or move on if you don’t. My thoughts were with education, but education is no good to me if I am constantly burned out. I’ve learned that I can pick up on education and hobbies I once loved at any stage in my life but I can’t get my health back if it’s not looked after. Things might not always go your way, but that might be a good thing. Not all change is bad and the unknown can be exciting or terrifying depending on how you look at it.
Once I realised these things I began to thrive. I got out the other side alive. I still have a bit to go but I feel more optimistic, things are already starting to go my way and the rollercoaster of a year that was 20 ended in a night of celebration.
I guess the moral of the story is this: “Everything will be okay in the end, if it’s not okay then it’s not the end” There is always time to grow, and there is always time to change your circumstances. Here’s to being twenty one.