It’s officially that time of year, the transition from Summer to Fall. Everyone gets their Halloween decorations out, couples go to the pumpkin patch, and all the basic girls drink PSL (Pumpkin Spice Latte). For me, it’s been a change of season in such a different way. I started a new season not just of weather change, but life changes. I had just finished what had been the greatest summer of my life, met amazing friends (which 97% of the don’t even live in this country), and learned a lot about myself. When I left camp I had so much guilt built up and I wanted to use the past couple months as a learning tool; I want this next season of my life to be a great one, so it was time to make some changes.
I recently enrolled into one of my dream schools, Palm Beach Atlantic University, and wanted a fresh start. Seems easy because I don’t know anyone there anyways, so how would anyone know if I changed or not? It’s one thing to act like someone new, it’s another to become a new person. I knew that I wasn’t happy with the life I was living, how I felt, or even how I looked. I felt disappointed that I let myself get to that point.
This new season of me completely changed me so far; I cut my hair short, started working out again, and changed my major. I always thought that just because you change your appearance in life doesn’t mean you become instantly happier, but I was so wrong. Although cutting my hair made me feel confident and happy I knew that more changes needed to be made. Before my last relationship I felt like I was married to the gym. 2 times a day, 5-6 days a week, muscles, abs, everything and I lost it all. I stopped making excuses, rejoined the gym, started eating healthier and regained my love for the gym. Started losing weight, felt stronger, mentally and physically, and now I wear a smile on my face that for the first time in years is actually genuine.
Some changes are going to come that you don’t expect in life, but you have to trust God through your journey and know that there’s a reason for it all. Since the age of 4 I have wanted to work in the marine biology field. I never gave up on that dream. For 17 years I’ve been chasing that dream thinking that nothing will stand in my way. One night my dad found an old journal of mine and it broke me inside. To have to read so many things that I had written in a time where I was so hurt really opened my eyes to things. I think it’s selfish of me to not use my experiences in life to help others who are in the position I was in. So with that being said, I changed my dream of studying biological science and becoming a marine biologist to studying psychology and helping young kids who are hurt and feel trapped.
It’s just the beginning of my season, but if it’s anything like how it’s going so far then I know it’s gonna be the best season yet!