I have never considered myself lacking in motivation, but I think that recently upon reconsideration, my go-with-the-flow attitude has indeed held me back in a variety of ways. It’s not easy coming to the realization that a piece of what makes you who you are is a detriment rather than an asset.
I am where I am because of connections I have made, luck and a sense of adventure mixed with unquestionable safety.
I’ve decided I don’t want to be safe anymore. I want to be free. I want to be happy. I want to feel like I am meant to be where I am. I want to feel challenged. I want to feel loved. I want to love. I want to be strong and smart and in love with life.
These feelings have become my motivation. But is it enough? I need a new chapter. One that is filled with surprises and the sorts of hardships that are life-changing and wonderful when the end result is reached.
I’m getting there. I’m finally making decisions without being paralyzed by fear or indecision.
I am most definitely on the uphill battle of this most current mountain. But I am not afraid… I am excited. And I am motivated. I want to feel those feelings listed above. And I’m going to get there, and it will be worth it.