Stepping in the City

Being an adult hit me like a ton of bricks after I graduated from college. Up until that point I always had a vision, a plan for my life. I had my mom who expected so much of me and who was taking care of me at the time. When I received my degree I didn’t see the value in it. What does my diploma really mean and what now? What now? What am I suppose to do now? I knew what I wanted to do, I knew what my mother (who I love a lot) had hoped I’d do. She wanted me to go to an Ivy League school – I already failed at that. She wanted me to be an engineer or some prestigious career, I failed at that too. With good intentions, she wanted the best for me, but it put a negative strain on me*. I knew I wanted to write. I always knew, but after college with no career opportunities, no internships, no outline...I couldn’t help but wonder what now?

Fast forward a few years later I have found my what now, somewhat at least. I am learning that life is truly what you make it. I am learning that I don’t have to live up to everyone’s expectations. I’m learning that I can constantly reinvent myself to get what I want in life.

Insightful Introvert Tales about embracing your story. I started this blog because I like to write about my thoughts. My blog has been through so many changes and each time I start a new blog I always think this is the one. I’m may still be trying to find where I fit in this blogging world, but one thing I have always done consistently is shared my experience.

I am a dark skin African American with locs who lives in the middle east and happens to be an introvert. I have stories. My hope is that you are encouraged enough by my words to be willing to share your story with too.