I’ve neglected me. I’ve spent so many months – years – focused on the future and where I want to be that I forgot about the here and now and how to cherish the present. I also forgot about people. Throughout life, I’ve made the determination that people will always let you down and the only person I could trust was me – and God. From that moment, people were dispensable and I’ve focused on where I saw myself and what I wanted for myself. Their lives and feelings did not matter to me. I told myself I was okay with just “doing me” and that all I needed was to work toward my goals and I would be satisfied. Lately, especially after joining the military, I’ve felt a sense of loneliness. Due to my schedule, I usually spend about 2-3 weeks out of the month, and sometimes more, living in a hotel away from friends and family. I’ve jumped from city to city and hotel to hotel for work, but at the end of the day, it was just me in the room by myself studying or going to the gym to bide time. If I had a bad day, I had to look within myself to figure out how to get out of the rut or I would finally just pray. If I had a good day, I did not have anyone to share that with, unless I picked up the phone and called my pops. It was always school, work, and how do I set myself up for the next step career-wise. I was never fulfilled, regardless of how much God has blessed me, which often translated into not appreciating the wealth of experiences and opportunities He’s afforded to me. In my mind, God was all I needed. He could be my friend, He could be my companion, and He could fulfill all the holes in my life. But we were not created to be alone but to fellowship with each other and to have that companion. He created Eve for Adam.
I know I have an anti-marriage attitude when it comes to me, but I can admit that part of that comes from me being jaded from my experiences with people in the past. However, there is truth to the fact that I love my life the way it is. I love the fact that I can drop everything and take a trip without having to consult with anyone. I love that I can spend my money any way I choose. I love that I am only responsible for me and my life. I love the freedom that I have. I think marriage is a beautiful thing when it’s real, but I can’t see how it would fit into my life. I’ve had a lot of “come to Jesus” moments in the past few weeks regarding my life, my future, etc. I realized that when it’s all said and done, I don’t want to be the successful 50-something year old who only has her accomplishments to show for herself. I don’t want to be that person who retires and spends her life alone travelling and spending money in order to find fulfillment. I want something more, but I’m reluctant about moving forward because I’ve paralyzed myself with fear of the unknown, fear of rejection, fear of imperfections, fear of unhappiness, and just plain fear. I know God did not give us a spirit of fear, but that’s my reality. I attempt to find meaning in shallow relationships I know aren’t for me or will never go anywhere to ease these feelings, but shallow isn’t going to work for me. Sometimes I wonder if I’m destined to just be.