We can spend a great deal of effort trying to avoid change. But as human beings, it's impossible to avoid the inevitable life transitions we will face.
Friendships begin and end.
Relationships begin and end.
School begins and ends.
Jobs begin and end.
Your housing changes.
Sometimes it's slow and barely noticeable. Other times the change can come suddenly and unexpectedly.
I know, I know. It sounds completely depressing. But hear me out. Understanding that no one is coming to save you can actually be an eye-opening and empowering truth.
I’ll be honest, when I first realized this it sent me into a bit of a tailspin.
What about the doctors, the therapists, outside experts, and resources, like prescriptions? Surely one of them has the answers. Surely one of them could fix me and my life, right?
Nope.
I have always found it fitting that my name is Carrie.
For so long, I felt that I was always “carrying” stuff. In my younger years, I was lugging my things to and from school - I had a year in elementary school without a backpack for some reason. And once I was older, I always seemed to have my arms full walking into work.
Of course, once I had children, I felt that I was truly living up to my name. I barely had enough room to tote the tiny humans themselves between the diaper bag, toys, blankets, teethers, and endless snacks.
With the focus on the external, physical stuff, I never paid much attention to what was going on inside. I would get stressed or face complicated feelings, and I would blame it on not enough time, organization, sleep, money, or maybe even someone or something outside of myself.
