The last two days, I've been having the strangest feeling..

For at least ten years now, I've racked my brain to find out what I want to do with my life - I've basically made myself sick over this! Because I thought I had to know.. That I had to have it figured out so I could offer the answer on a plate to all the people who were constantly asking me about it..

But recently, I finally accepted that I don't know. I don't know what I want to do! I can't know because I got disconnected from my authentic self long ago.. I've had no idea what I like and dislike, what I'm good at and bad at.. I just couldn't know.

And now, I actually find myself feeling great over this! It feels like a blank canvas. I don't have to pretend to want something just so I would have it all figured out, or pretend to want something someone else wants from me just to make them happy. I can just try things out and listen to myself to find out where I want my life to go