Get Moving

Have you ever felt stuck in life? The question of your self-worth starts to weigh down on you as your self-esteem starts to slowly decrease. ...

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I will admit, there has been so many times in my life that I have felt stuck. Truth is, I have felt stuck most of my life and even up until a year ago I felt stuck! I didn't know who I was or what I wanted to do. My self-esteem and self-worth was at an ultimate low because I kept my head wrapped around the opinions of others and what they thought about me. I remember being Young and always being told to sit a little taller, be a little better, work a little harder, to go to college to become a doctor, or a lawyer because these options for sure gave me the opportunity to make six figures plus a year. I was being groomed and molded into someone whom everyone thought was right for my future. I deeply knew everyone wanted what was best for me, but no one ever asked about my dreams or visions. I become lost because I was so busy in trying to make everyone proud that I forgot about finding my true passions. 

So now what?

Being stuck and living out someone else's dream was definitely a testing point in my life. I was MISERBALE! I was DEPRESSED! I was ANGRY! I became someone whom I couldn't even recognize. It was tough living out another person's dream, but without a doubt I finally got moving! I took on my own personal responsibility and got myself unstuck. 

I began to choose courage, I took a leap of faith, and I ran with it. I began to truly search for my happiness and began to deeply and abundantly love myself. 

Did you think the process of letting go of having acceptance was easy? No. I remember being in constant tears almost everyday after work due to the stress and anxieties I would have. I was broken because I wanted a different way out of life and those whom were closest to me didn't understand and rather choose to shut me out. There were so many times Ive questioned myself if I really did choose the right path, but every time I did there was a little voice in my head that kept me going. I couldn't deny it and I knew I was put on earth for a good purpose. I deeply knew all the pain I have felt, all the disapproval and rejection I got was going to only push me to be better. So with it all I kept going. Throughout my years of seeking myself, I don't blame anyone else for all the choices I've made thus far, I can truly say I've learned a lot. 

I've learned how to humble myself, to not be so quick to judge someone and always be understanding to anyone who's going through some difficult times in life. We truly don't know what tomorrow may bring so we must learn to be kind.

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Again, I'm not saying you need to experience any type of pain inorder to want to grow. But if you're experiencing some feelings of being stuck. What does it say? Do something about it! I truly believe that everything that is happening around you is a mirror reflection of how you feel and think. So if you want to be unstuck, think differently, change your mindset and truly believe that you have the power to create anything you want in life. Believe me when I say, your vibration to the universe speaks volume about your life. Nothing great comes out of being stuck and living in fear. Understand that life happens, we all get stuck, but it's about how you react to it. So everyday choose to get moving, to mold yourself for you and always remember this is your life and no one is here to save you except you. 

xoxocnt 

Starting me

So, here I am, loading, packing and walking away from my first year of moving out. I've been dreading today ... really dreading it ever since I've moved into my apartment a year ago. Dreading the moving out process, the finding a new apartment process, the parents wanting me back home process, the making up my mind process and just dreaded an ending to my new beginning. I truly wanted to be out on my own and truly feel the power of freedom and honestly after a year, even through all the disapproval I got. I'm so glad I did it! I experienced it first hand and I believe within a couple days here I'll be moving onto my second apartment *fingers cross* (hoping for a speedy response).

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This photo ^ as I was driving back to my parents house to crash for a couple days. I reminded myself of how far I have come, how much I've grown, how I did it the first year and how I didn't go running back to my parents every time something went wrong. I Figured it out! I truly grew and took responsibilities for my actions. I'm not going to lie, it was tough! Tougher because my parents completely disapprove of me moving out on my own. They disapprove because it was different for them. 

Different because they grew up in a time and place that families lived together no matter how big they grew. They grew up in a time where daughters were to only move out once she's wedded. Since I am a daughter and single, moving out means "no" until I was marry. Ofcourse, being the risk taker all my life and with a dash of stubbornness. I went ahead and did it anyways not because I wanted to disobey them, but because I knew if I didn't stretch myself, I'd always be stuck. When I finally did do it, I definitely struggled communicating with them on why I wanted to move out. It was tough explaining to them that me, myself wanted to do it to grow, not to disobey any of their cultural beliefs or to disrespect them. 

 

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 I truly did believe in myself that I could do it and so I did do it. I know that throughout my journey, my two toughest critics will always be my parents. I'm always going to want to have their approval, but I've learned over my 24 years that getting approvals from my parents will probably never happen and if it does they'll never tell me personally. And no, I'm not disappointed or sad, I've learned to understand their perspective on how my life should be. But learning to understand them doesn't mean I will live my life the way they want it. I love my parents and they will always be my weakness, but again loving my parents is also my strength. The strength to fuel my tank when I lose my hunger in life. 

As always, truly find the art in you and create your masterpiece for the world to see πŸ™πŸΌπŸ’• 

About me ❀️

Greetings to all ! My name is Cindy, 24 years old and currently reside in Minnesota. I want to inform you that this is my first post, first blog, first time posting anything about myself, but hey I know a lot of great things can come out of "firsts". Anyways, I want to invite you to come along with me as I rediscover myself, my passion and my calling. Come along with me πŸ’•

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