That I adore. And struggle not to despise.
Something happened that shouldn't have. Anyone would understand if I hated her. I try not to.
She posted on Facebook about "the waiting game".
A boy she was dating left on his mission and she's in that awkward phase of having just graduated high school, her boyfriend left for two years, college hasn't quite started yet.. and it's all taking so much patience and adjustment.
I feel bad for her because I remember that feeling. Parts of it vividly because they're fresh but other parts of the memories are stale from happening just over a year ago.
So here's my advice for her:
At first, the "waiting game" is inevitable. You're used to your old life and these new changes are scary - they'll have you waiting on those bits of the old life like a dog waiting for scraps at dinner. The good news is that this game gets easier. You'll get to a point where you realize that waiting on someone or something else to live your life isn't worth it. The time to live is now; you can't wait on that. Leaping into the unknown is scary but necessary. And only possible if you don't have anything pulling you back. No hesitations, no reservations. As long as you don't hold yourself back, it will get easier.
