Learn To Love Fear
I'm two weeks away from finishing my first year at UNH, and everything is completely different than I ever imagined it would be.
Would I have it any other way, though? No. Absolutely not.
When I moved to NH in August, I was terrified. I was 1/2 of a long distance couple, and thought I would get into the nutrition program, finish my degree, and then move back home to do a dietetic internship/gain experience if I wasn't immediately accepted into one/be with Brandon again. It was going to be tough, but we would make it. I powered through my first semester, got back into working out regularly, and was feeling really great about myself (I now wonder if that's because I was on my own and free to focus on myself). I was excited to go home and see my loved ones.
Then, right after New Year's, Brandon ended things, and I was forced to reevaluate. I was forced to pick myself up and find out what I was capable of...but I quickly found out that I was capable of incredible things. I wrote down 5 things I was grateful for everyday, and spent a lot of time with people who really, truly love me. I reclaimed spaces that I had shared with Brandon, and made them mine again, and I made the obligatory post-breakup changes to my appearance.
I have never felt more empowered, strong, and focused on becoming the best version of me than right after the breakup. I was also terrified--being part of a couple for over 2.5 years and then suddenly having to complete myself was up there on my list of "Scariest Things I've Ever Done".
When I came back to school in January, I celebrated my 20th birthday (a new decade!!!) as a newly single woman. I got a Tinder. I got to my goal weight and got a job with Weight Watchers. Now, I focus on finishing my degree and getting into a dietetic internship. Then, I'll probably pursue a Master's in Public Health.
Moral of the story, kids: it's okay to be afraid of change... but welcoming it is so good.
-Emily
Would I have it any other way, though? No. Absolutely not.
When I moved to NH in August, I was terrified. I was 1/2 of a long distance couple, and thought I would get into the nutrition program, finish my degree, and then move back home to do a dietetic internship/gain experience if I wasn't immediately accepted into one/be with Brandon again. It was going to be tough, but we would make it. I powered through my first semester, got back into working out regularly, and was feeling really great about myself (I now wonder if that's because I was on my own and free to focus on myself). I was excited to go home and see my loved ones.
Then, right after New Year's, Brandon ended things, and I was forced to reevaluate. I was forced to pick myself up and find out what I was capable of...but I quickly found out that I was capable of incredible things. I wrote down 5 things I was grateful for everyday, and spent a lot of time with people who really, truly love me. I reclaimed spaces that I had shared with Brandon, and made them mine again, and I made the obligatory post-breakup changes to my appearance.
I have never felt more empowered, strong, and focused on becoming the best version of me than right after the breakup. I was also terrified--being part of a couple for over 2.5 years and then suddenly having to complete myself was up there on my list of "Scariest Things I've Ever Done".
When I came back to school in January, I celebrated my 20th birthday (a new decade!!!) as a newly single woman. I got a Tinder. I got to my goal weight and got a job with Weight Watchers. Now, I focus on finishing my degree and getting into a dietetic internship. Then, I'll probably pursue a Master's in Public Health.
Moral of the story, kids: it's okay to be afraid of change... but welcoming it is so good.
-Emily
I enjoyed this post, thanks for sharing
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