How long does the “I don't know what I am doing with my life stage life” stage last? How long does it take for the career and long term housing part of one's existence to kick in? Does it depend on how hard the person is working, or does it depend on what opportunities they are given? Many will say that to get what is wanted in life hard work comes first and the reward will follow. Not many ever really speak of the middle of the road stage. Is this a part in life that everyone goes through and no one talks about? Or is it just myself that is caught in a gigantic limbo of my future. I like to call this the loading zone.
When downloading a new game, app, or a computer program there is a start and a finish. The worst part of the process is the middle of the loading. The time where it's at about forty or fifty percent. It's too far in to give up, but not far enough to feel completely satisfied. The eighty percent zone is a lot safer because the end is near enough so it doesn't feel like as much as a stretch. Eighty percent says “I've almost made it, but I have some last minute touches to really top things off.” Fifty percent bring anxiety and doubt. “I have made it this far, do I have it in me to finish? If I stop now, do I have enough to start a new chapter, or even to start again if I wanted to give this another go?” Fifty percent is a real risky business. Although not widely talked about, it's completely essential to what we call “Our Hopes and Dreams”. Without the doubt and worry of the halfway mark, none would know if they are certain about their choices. This middle of the road stage is way more important than what we give it credit for. It tests us time after time, seeing if we can last until the end. The middle of the road feeling does not last forever. I wish I had heard that more growing up. If one middle of the road stage leads to newfound paths, I dare anyone to take those steps, but just know its always going to be there. Don't let a fifty percent feeling stop what makes life feel complete.
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AuthorMy name is Bri. I am a twenty- one year old trying to survive in Los Angeles. Archives
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