My mother always told me, "God never gives you more than you can handle."
Right now I'm wondering, "Who the hell does God think I am??"
In the past six months my life has gone from sweet and simple (with hints of dull and boring) to a full throttle roller-coaster that you would definatley have to be-this-tall to ride! I'm not complaining, in fact it's a very welcome change, it was just a bit unexpected.
Four months ago I had recently moved back to Vancouver, I had just signed a one year lease on an amazing Yaletown apartment with my fiance, I was working for a very promising company, and everything seemed to be going the way it was supposed to.
Except for one thing: I was a zombie.
I woke up one day and was shocked at how a series of seemingly small comprimises over the years could have led me so far from where I wanted to be. I didn't even know where I wanted to be, but I knew it wasn't where I was and that if I didn't make some drastic changes I would never get to find out.
The past three months have been dedicated to one thing: finding out What I Want. I left my fiance of seven years, setting us both free to find our own paths. I have enrolled in an eight month training program to change career industries. And most recently, I broke the lease on my beautiful apartment, said good-bye to my view of False Creek and moved into a charming two bedroom apartment in a character house with a very good friend.
The best part: I AM ALIVE!!!