I'm getting burnt out.
With what? I couldn't tell you, but I'm exhausted. I'm tired of wandering around this world aimlessly wondering what my next step is; I am ready to know what my next step is...the next step I need to take in order to further myself along.
I have said it before and I'll say it again: I love school. I'm not burnt out with going to class, being on campus, and learning new subjects daily. But I think I'm tired of being an undergrad. I'm ready to be looked at as a young woman who is 25, not someone who doesn't know what she is doing with her life.
Because guess what? I do know what I'm doing.
I'm finishing my degree. I'm working as much as I physically can with a chronic illness. I work out (almost) daily. I try to stay in touch with my friends and family who are out of town. I call my mom every day. I do the best I can with what I'm given in life.
Isn't that all we can ask for? To do the best we can?
To be the best we can?