Sometimes you have a plan and life says “let’s try something else.” Some things I wished for, in hindsight, I’m glad they never came to fruition. For years, I shamed myself for dropping out of graduate school. Mentally and physically, I was spiraling downward. I couldn’t imagine where I would be if I continued to allow myself to “push through” when I was suffering. It was two years after my mother died and the grief finally hit me. What help would I have been to anyone if I wasn’t honest with myself? Falling doesn’t mean you failed and the plan you set for yourself can always be adjusted.
