Y’all might have noticed that I haven’t posted since last week. I just had to take a little break from blogging/social media. I had a really busy week—I traveled to the DFW area for a collaboration and even ended up picking a wedding dress! The website launch, my collaboration, and wedding stuff absolutely kept me busy but I took the break mainly because I needed time to think some things over.
Basically I was faced with the decision whether or not to keep my part time job that I’ve been at for a year, and I ended up deciding to quit in order to take my blog full time. I’m super excited about this, but I’m also kinda scared and also a little sad to leave my other job. I know this is ultimately the right decision for me though!
I had gotten to the point where I was pretty unhappy because I was just working myself too hard. I feel like this is something that a lot of people around my age can relate to. We’re all trying to hustle and make our way in the world. And there’s nothing wrong with hustling—until it takes over your life. There are only 24 hours in a day and you simply cannot do it all no matter how hard you try. Believe me, I’ve definitely tried!
My priorities had gotten all out of whack and I was so focused on my daily to-do list and reaching my professional goals that I had begun to lose sight of some of the things that are most important. I thought I had this master plan of how things were going to be and when things didn’t quite go the way I thought they were going to I got pretty upset. I knew I needed to quit my job, but it was happening earlier than I had planned. I guess I had something of a breakdown.
I got on the treadmill to go for a run and clear my head. I had found my stride and I was really going. It was an angry stress run and I just kept asking myself what am I going to do about x, y, z and I was thinking what is happening God? Why are you doing this? Why does nothing work out right God? You get the picture. I totally ran my entire first mile like that and then out of nowhere I had this feeling of peace just wash over me and in my head I had the thought: just let go. Just let go of the reins and let God do his thing.
I had gotten so wrapped up in my plan and what I wanted for myself that I had completely forgotten the obvious: I’m not in control. Accepting that is so much easier said than done, isn’t it? After I acknowledged this simple fact it was like a huge weight was lifted off of my shoulders and I could finally breath again. It’s tough, but incredibly worth it. I’ve felt about a million times better since this realization.
I know this isn’t fashion related in any way. I’ve never really gotten into God or religion on here (disclaimer: I am a Christian) but I couldn’t make this announcement without including it. This post has gotten a bit long so if you’ve skipped down to the bottom the takeaway is this: God IS there and he DOES have a plan for you—you’ve just got to slow down and be still long enough to listen.