This is why there is more than one path to happiness

I was recently talking to a friend who has an adult son who is about 23 years old and has anxiety. My friend detailed how her son won’t graduate from college as planned this year and how frustrated he is with the problems he has with his life plans. Then my smart friend talked about how sometimes you feel like you’re failing, but it’s really just a pivot.

I think back to when I was that age. I’ve started my first job (ahem, at Caller-Times) and I’m not doing well because I’m qualified and naive. Like my dad said, when you’re young and stupid, you’re young and stupid. I moved home (Dallas) to my parents’ house and mourned the life I would never have.

However, I can’t stop being obsessed with this life. I can only see one path to success and I screwed it up. My self-esteem took a hit, as did my confidence in my abilities. I can’t let go of the idea that my life is over. “When God closes a door, he opens a window” repeated in my mind, but I was sure that the path to happiness would never be fulfilled again.

Boy, am I wrong.

I overcame the problem of being a reporter. A few years later, I used my writing skills in other ways and moved back to Corpus Christi after reuniting with my boyfriend. Now we are happy with two kids and five cats. Is it inappropriate for me to have a column in Caller-Times now? I circled around.

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