Letting Go of Opinions

I’ve had a lot of people in my ear lately about many things going on in my life. I often seek advice when I’m making decisions and I think I’m getting to the point in my life where I don’t think I should be seeking out everyone’s opinions about my life choices. It gets to be too much.

For instance, I was making a career choice recently and I had advice coming in from all angles. I finally realized that I had no idea what I wanted. It’s extremely difficult to process your own thoughts when you’re counting in other people’s opinions.

I even went to far as accepting an interview for a job I didn’t even want because someone else told me I should do it. Y’all, that’s not right.

I used to write a lot about growing up, and this year I’ve come into my own. I almost thought that I was a grown up, but that term is a unfitting. I’m not a grown up (Can you hear the sounds of baby boomers typing, “Honey, you’ve got so much to learn. You’re just a kid still,” at the speed of the high horse their riding?). I’m growing up. It’s a never-ending and wonderful process if you know how to take things as they come.

I’m really comfortable being where I am right now. I feel truly blessed to be where I am. However, when it comes to advice, I feel like I’ve still got that teenage stubborn quality but it’s a matured version of it. I’m content with hearing people out, but at the end of the day, I’m happy making my own metaphorical bed. I’ll lay in it.

I feel like I’m at the stage in my life where I am quickly discovering what it means to be independent and that I am in control of what I do and the consequences (be it good or bad) that follow. It’s exciting and scary.