I was on the freeway today and as I came up over the canyon that divides
This made me think: what would happen if I dropped my summer class? One option if I dropped it I would have to take another class this fall, which is already looking like it is going to be a hard semester. Another option would be to just stay another semester, which would be the expensive option. The last option would be to drop out of school all together, which is a pretty sucky option because it negates all the hard work I have done these past four years and all the money I have spent and loans I have to pay back.
This made me think about where I was four years ago before I started college. I was content. I had a full time job, which could have been my career, and a place to live where I was on my own and able to save money. I had friends and encouragement and support. I was far from my family but close enough that I was able to see them at least once a month. I liked my life. I knew what I was doing and didn’t have to reach too far out of my comfort zone. I was set. I wonder what my life would be like if God hadn’t made me unsettled with my life. I probably would still be tired a lot, but I would have more time to rest and relax, and those times to rest would actually be rest not time to catch up on homework. I probably wouldn’t be an artist, which would be sad but is not essential for life. I wouldn’t have thousands of dollars in debt from a private college, which would be a huge burden off my shoulders. I wouldn’t have traveled the world, which has been the best times in my life but have also been stressful and worsen my depression. That being said, I might not have the depression I have now, or at least it wouldn’t be so all consuming. I would have seen my nephew be born, I would have closer relationships to my friends here and too my family, I might even have a boyfriend that I can’t have now because I am never in one place long enough and I hate myself. Would I still hate myself if I had stayed in
I know that I will never know what could have been, but I wonder if I could get back to the contentment I had before. If I can’t, then am I damned to live this painful, unhappy, lonely life?