Saturday, August 26, 2017

Even at 25, you gotta start some time...


Let me just start off by saying that I wasn't expecting to write this post today. It hasn't even been a full year since my last entry, but after a couple of months of staying away, it had become clear to me that I fully intended to walk away and abandon all form of blogging.

The latter part of 2016 was filled with immense confusion and hatred, mostly towards myself. I tried my best to be distracted with writing posts, obsessing over reviews on makeup and skincare, but everything felt forced and I was never fully satisfied with anything I produced. Old friends were becoming doctors and lawyers, while there I was, 25 years old and stuck in my parent's home. I was passed over for a raise and promotion at work, and I abruptly quit my job. I spent the next couple of months wallowing in my own sorrow and staying in, spitting out every excuse I could conjure up to friends about how "busy" I was, but in reality couldn't face anyone anymore. 

Towards the end of last year, I finally nabbed a job working for the State of Texas. While it was never the dream, it was an opportunity. This meant, however, moving 5 hours away from my family and anyone else I knew. The new found freedom was both riveting and extremely lonely. 

I don't want to bore anyone by writing some sappy plot about finding my worth or purpose, because it's not that kind of story. There's so many other bumps, turns, and forks on the road ahead, but after 26 years of life, I AM ALIVE


If you're reading this, thank you. I'll stop here and save everyone from just skimming the rest of my words to get to the end. I'm not sure what I'll write about after this, nor am I sure I'll write anything at all.

See you around ✊
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