CHOICES
I make a lot of mistakes, but they do not define me. Will I let them weigh me down, or will I use them to become stronger? I had an experience earlier this year that could have destroyed me. In fact, it almost did. But I CHOSE. Let me explain. I’ve always had a hard time getting myself to sit down and engage in focused study. Because of this, my grades often suffered. Not because I didn’t want to do well, but because I didn’t know how. I still struggle with time management and self control. But when early spring rolled around this year, I was especially frustrated with myself. I was stressed to the max, and couldn’t seem to figure anything out. I so deeply craved goodness and hope, but I had left everything behind to wallow in self-doubt. Some might have called what I had “depression” but I didn’t like to assign that title to my life. I still had fun at dances, performing events, and activities. I still loved talking to people, but I also felt very alone. I didn’t rely on ...