
I love those moments where I feel passionate and purposeful; moments where I feel like I actually know who I am and what to go after in life. But it is so exhausting, and honestly kind of demoralizing, when I wake up one day after thinking I FINALLY figured myself out just to be back to the drawing board of not knowing who I am, what I believe in, and what my goals are.

I envy people who are able to be so secure in themselves. I wish I knew what that was like.