I thought my life was off track.
And by off track, I meant that I wasn’t what I thought I was supposed to be.
By the time I was 23, I wanted to be something.
I wanted to have gained tons of wisdom on relationships.
I expected myself to earn more than $1000 a month.
I also assumed that I would be in the best physical and mental shape of my life by then.
But the truth is, the track doesn’t exist.
I was exactly where I was supposed to be in life. I was just too busy comparing my life with the lives of others to realize it.
What I truly needed was to pursue myself every day. And by pursuing myself, I meant taking baby steps to improve myself consistently.
I had this habit of comparing my life choices with other people. I always wondered if my choices were the right ones. My mind would be engulfed with worst-case scenarios and how much I would disappoint my parents for the wrong choices.
But my therapist helped me understand that other people’s lives were just that — other people’s. And it’s…