What It Do 32?
When I turned 30, the one question I got the most was “soo..how do you feel?”
The answer was usually always the same: “umm…ya know 🤷🏿♀️ ..the same way I did yesterday at 29.”
Now, two years later, I think I finally have an answer: I feel…comfortable.
Not comfortable in a way where I’m complacent and don’t want to grow. Eww no, that’ll never be the case. Comfortable with things that come along with getting older. Let me explain…
Comfortable being Uncomfortable
Change is hard. We’ve all heard that, read Instagram posts about it, and probably even preached it to our friends, but experiencing it ourselves?! Whew shit. That’s a whole different story.
After being in the “real world” and working in corporate America for 8 years. I decided that the career path I was on, was no longer for me. Soo, at 30 years old, I went back to school for my 2nd bachelor’s degree.
The first uncomfortable part was making the decision to go back to school. I knew I wanted to go into journalism, (a field I had zero real experience in) but I had gotten used to my job and had a routine that I was comfortable with, so taking the leap was not easy for me. Then came doing both school and work. When I was in college the first time, I worked on campus so I was used to doing both, but this time around was a different beast. My last semester in school was probably the hardest semester out of both times I was in college.
Outside of most of the semester being virtual because of COVID-19, I was also working well over 40 hours a week (of course clients are extra needy when you have a lot of stuff going on- it only makes sense, right? lol) , had an internship, was a full time student taking 15 credit hours, had a project due every week for one of my classes, had to meet deadlines for the school newspaper, was recovering from a minor injury due to a car accident, aaaannd to top it all off *drumroll please* was dealing with the breakup of my nearly 4 year relationship.
Mood:
Buut, I made it. I don’t know how, but I did. I know the kazillion talks I had with God definitely helped. All the times I complained about it being difficult he was probably like
“yep..I get it. It sucks, but I got you, so stop complaining please.”
“Graduation” was interesting to say the least. Sitting in my apartment by myself *Drake voice* 🎵 sweatpants, hair tied, chilling with no makeup on 🎵 (but seriously, that’s what I was doing), drinking wine and eating mini cinnamon rolls, waiting for them to call my name.
When my name was called, I said “yay..go me!” Then, I cried. Not 1 or 2 tears. I balled my eyes out. Tears of joy, relief, gratitude, and just being really damn proud of myself. I graduated with a 3.9 GPA and departmental honors.
Mood:
Now that it’s been a few months since I’ve graduated, I’m still trying to make the transition into a completely new field. I’m still working my full time job ( because ya know…bills and stuff) but in the meantime, I’ve started this new journey of an entertainment website, blog, and will soon have a YouTube page, so I’m excited to see where that takes me.
I have no idea what God was trying to teach me within my last semester of school. Faith? Patience? Time management? Trust? All of the above? To be honest, I’ve gotten a lot better in those areas (definitely still a work in progress though lol)
I’m sure it will come to me at some point. Maybe I’ll really get it when I’m faced with another uncomfortable situation. I can think back to that semester and be more comfortable in the uncomfortable.
More of what I’m comfortable with in “What It Do 32 – pt. 2”