There is so much emphasis these days about “figuring it out”. What does that even mean? Do any of us really know how to figure it out?

Much of my life has been one giant mess & if you have been following this blog since it’s birth in 2015 you know a little bit of what I’m talking about. My most recent mess being a cancer diagnosis at 24 years old in early 2021. That’s a mess I’m not sure I will ever figure out. Since then I’ve been constantly learning a little bit of everything and it’s only become more messy. The one thing I have learned so deeply is that all of these messy things intertwined is what makes me whole. I analyze every inch of this mess my life has become and try to map out different ways I can untangle the bits that make up the entire being. Much of my time has been spent on trying to untangle the very mess that has brought me through the fire of many situations.

I am the mess. Why have I spent so much time trying to untangle the smaller bits of who I am when all of those small bits make up my entire being? I am slowly becoming okay with just existing in this mess.

Something else I have started to slowly understand is that a majority of this mess is never my fault and was never intended to be my weight to carry.

To keep things short… what I’m trying to say is that if you are reading this and you are thinking about your own “mess” remember that there is no rush to figure it out. There is no rush to untangle the pieces that make up who you are. There is nothing wrong with admitting your mess, embracing your mess, and slowly understanding that this mess was never intended for you. Your mess is worthy of acknowledging, loving, understanding and existing.

None of us truly have it figured out.