Everyone has that feeling that makes them feel good about themselves, like they are in control. Everything else could be going completely haywire. The world feels like it’s completely falling apart around you. It’s your time to bloom! When you’re doing that one thing, everything is wonderful. Even when 95% of the time you feel completely ordinary. You do this one thing and you think to yourself:

I could be somebody. I am somebody.

That makes everything worth it: the hard days, the bad days. The days that you don’t want to get out of bed because… what’s the point? The days you’re empty, and aching. The days you keep thinking there has to be something more. Then you realize… this is something more. This is my thing. The thing that makes me happy, even when I struggle.

Because I know each time I fall, I have to get back up and I’m going to keep getting stronger. Every time your muscles are aching and screaming, you hit the floor and you get up. Even though your legs are threatening to drop you, there is nothing compared to that feeling when you realize that you’re still standing, after something tried to knock you down.

Look, it’s okay if you’re a little broken.

I don’t know anyone who isn’t. What matters is what you do with your broken pieces. That’s what matters, and I know it’s a cliché. I know you probably hear it all the time. What you do matters. Not who you are. Not where you’ve been. It matters what you do with it. All the things in your life, they teach you something.

What do you do with that knowledge?

Do you throw it away?

Do you store it away?

Do you use it?

That’s what is comes down to. All this stuff about money, and family and privileges, that doesn’t really matter. Some of the most successful people come from terrible families with little money. And some of the worst people came from great families and lots of money. It doesn’t matter. What matters is what you do with yourself, with the things you learn, with who you are.

It’s okay to be broken, everyone is.

No matter how hard they try to hold themselves together, or how perfect they may appear, I guarantee you, at one point or another, they feel exactly the way you do.

They’ve been broken. They’ve been shattered. They felt like they were never going to get better, and everything was just useless. But they got back up, and fought harder. And you have to do that now. In the end it all comes down to one choice. But I want to make it easier on you, so I’m going to tell you what I’ve learned.

You get up there, and you punch life right in the damn jaw. Left hook, right hook, it doesn’t matter. Just throw your moves in there. Use everything you know to conquer this life. From what we know, you only get one.

I used to believe that the strong were always ready for battle, never starting wars, but always finishing them. No matter the cost, tooth or nail, the strong fight. Youth is often angry, determined to prove themselves, willing to do anything to cast the shadow of doubt away from them. They only fight on just to prove they can.

But I grew older.

I started to look more often for battle strategies, and less for opportunities to throw a punch. So my opinion on strength changed. Perhaps the strong ones were not those who held on until they were white-knuckled and pale. Maybe those are the ones who put up a fight when necessary, but know when to let go. There is strength in embracing the unknown and falling into the great abyss of “I’ll never know until I try”.

Once a flower reaches its full potential in one spot, it lets parts of itself to be carried to a new location so it can bloom again. There is no shame in moving forward, just because you outgrew a place or a situation, or a person you once loved, or even if you still do, it does not mean that you cannot still think of them foundly.

Letting go is not a sign of weakness, it shows that you are wise enough to know that growth requires motion, and strong enough to move onto the next place that is waiting for you.

So go ahead.

It’s your time to bloom!

Autor: Antonia Negrea