As a kid, I was terrified of change. I completely and utterly hated it with every ounce of my tiny body. One time, my grandparents tried to get rid of this nasty old couch, and I cried so much that my mom ended up taking it home and putting it in a spare room just to appease me. I’ve also been known to bawl my eyes out when my mom got a new car when my granddad got a new truck, and when my dad bought a car, I’m sure you get the picture by now. I was dramatic af back then, and now, when I am looking back, I can’t figure out why I was so scared.
Change is an inevitable part of life. No matter how much we want it to stop and allow us to stay in our comfort zone, it’s still coming. We get stuck in our ways and think it’s best when better things are stuck waiting right around the corner. At the ripe age of 18, I now say that I definitely live for change.
When I was younger, I totally thought of change as a loss, but today I see it as a new gain. Even when change can sometimes cause a setback, it can still be a way to grow. Maybe by losing one thing, it’ll lead to a better one even if things seem awful. Because growing pains are reaaal and the changes that feel like they’re hurting, you often are the ones that led to the best things.
I mean, without change, how can things ever improve or get better?