Time
It has been quite a while since I have posted and I think it was a much needed hiatus to think and get my life in order. However, I have recently begun to feel the need to write more and more. Writing has always been my form of expression and allows me to organize the millions of jumbled thoughts running in my head; this blog is somewhat of a filing cabinet for me.
In entirety, the past 6 months have truly been a blessing in disguise, however, it is still difficult at times to keep in perspective that growth takes time…as does success. Unfortunately, I am harder on myself than anyone else, which doesn’t make the gradual growth process easy. In result, this time in Tampa has thrown me for a loop in many more ways than one and I have had to really come back down to Earth and reconnect with myself. Truth be told, I wasn’t facing reality for a while there…I became comfortable and lost that hunger that got me to where I am today.
I have always believed that the struggles my mother faced in her life served me so well in that they gave me the added motivation to strive for more. Hardship is the best fuel for success if you can channel it in the right way. Somewhere after graduation, with the guarantee of a good job locked in, the path became blurry and I lost my way. In addition, the difficulties I faced in my sales position really knocked my confidence and it seemed like a snowball effect followed. I just didn’t feel certain in things I had always been certain of. Whereas I had always been surrounded by a great support system to lean on when things got difficult, I had now to look within for that added push. The support system is still there, but it is has a different impact when geographical distance is involved.
When I made the choice to leave my home in Los Angeles to take a job with Nestle in Tampa, FL I really didn’t expect I’d have to face so many obstacles in such a short period of time. Graduating college, I felt as if the hardest challenges were behind me; as if I had reached the top of the climb. Boy was I wrong. When they say college are the best times of your life, it’s exactly because your college years are some of the easiest times of your life. It is when step outside those campus gates and face the realities of job hunting, paying bills, the pressures of a corporate job, and the unstructured format to meet people that you realize how much work it actually takes to build a life for yourself.
Overall, I couldn’t be happier that I made this decision because I am living a real existence of real issues and getting closer to my core everyday. I just hope to halt my frustration and embrace the struggle. This will be the time I can look back on and smile upon…the time I grew to be the man I always desired to be.
