Where do I belong?
What should my next step be?
When will it start to make sense?
Who will be my next?
Will it be him?
All of these nagging questions consume my mind all day and night. Sometimes I feel suffocated while other times I feel inspired. Yet, I can’t help but think of my lack of options.
It all comes down to that one boiling question: what am I here for?
What is God’s plan for me and will I ever find out?
They say your teens and your twenties are supposed to be the best years of your life but I’ve spent one of them wishing I were dead while the other has me swimming in a pool of confusion. This is normal, right?