On My Mind

School was hard. I had no time for myself. I was constantly stressed out. My financial situation was making me sick. It was the best thing that could happen to me. School brought me out of depression. I had a purpose to work toward. There was reason to my suffering. My stress was justified. My time was contributing to my future.
I heard people say that when they graduate from college they think, "Now what?" I understand. What am I working toward? I met my goal. Sure, I still have some goals: I want to get my clinical license, I want to travel, I want to live independently. I also have a few goals that are unspecified currently. But none of these goals require the intense focus that school did. Or, rather, there is no major consequence to not putting in the intense focus.
So, now I face a new challenge: I have to build a new life. I need to continue to work toward goals. I need to continue to define myself. What do I do for fun? What are my interests and hobbies? How do I keep progressing in my career and field of study? Also, where do I fit in my family now? Where's the fine line between having my own life and being a daughter/sister?
Building this new life requires discipline-maybe that is my ultimate goal. I lack in self-discipline. I find that I need to use the same skills that I am teaching my clients. Time to take care of myself, to develop goals, and to balance things. Life goes on.