I don’t know what is going on
This year has been but a big jigsaw puzzle. I started this year with trying to put together this puzzle with a specific image in mind about how it was going to look. I felt like I had my life “manifested”. I knew where it was going. Lost a couple pieces to the puzzle beginning of the year and tried not to get discouraged. Hell, I even tried to D.I.Y my own pieces and that didn’t work. So I got discouraged. This is a metaphor of my life if you haven’t caught on by now. My life started to fall apart, the image that I’ve created. The everything is going GrEaT image. What I realized was I didn’t need to figure out the puzzle, I needed to get rid of it. I never liked puzzles, at all. After a year and a half, of achieving a lot for my age. The last thing I needed was a freaking puzzle for me to figure out. Growing up and being conditioned into survival mode, I always needed to figure things out. Things couldn’t just be good, they had to be GREAT. Literally, my Highschool yearb