Stoop Kid’s Afraid to Leave His Stoop by Allie
Ever since I was a little girl I loved to travel. You're probably thinking, I can't see a little girl wanting to visit the Smithsonian. You're right. As a child, traveling just meant going somewhere I've never been before. An example being the car wash. I remember my first car wash experience. It was magical. Half of my childhood I thought I was Eliza Thornberry. Shout-out to the 90's kids. I was a young girl who enjoyed an occasional skinned knee thinking the pain made me tough. Each day I would ditch the small two bedroom house I grew up in, to venture out into the great unknown. From sunup to sundown, every corner of the woods I had yet to reach, lied a new opportunity full of endless possibilities.
As I got older, I went from exploring my backyard, to then having the potential to explore the world. As I sat reminiscing on the “good ole days” when life seemed so easy and carefree, I realized something. In this very moment, I could easily drive myself to the airport, spend all of the money I somehow managed to save, and book a flight to Maui. Why Maui? I don't know, it sounds like a nice place to go.
Don’t worry, I am smarter than that and I know more than to carelessly spend my hard earned money on a spur of the moment high.
My point is this, the simple and inarguable fact, that I have full control over my life.
But, wait. Is that really the rooted issue? Is it realizing I have full control OR is it realizing I have too much control? Ladies and gentlemen, I now introduce to you the real culprit... fear.
Somehow throughout this process of getting older, I've subconsciously adopted more fears and have allowed these fears to control my everyday decisions.
A few years ago, I found myself unhappy with where I was. I got tired of waking up sick over the worlds constant pressure of making the right decisions. What career should I pursue? What are my plans after college? Is my major the right major? How can I make every decision the right decision so I don't end up regretting the decision I ended up making? ... (totally made sense).
I felt so stuck in the spot I was at, I could barely visualize my future anymore. I lost sight of who I was and what I wanted to become. So, I let go of the reins and I made a huge decision not based on fear but based on faith. I moved to Texas to pursue a degree at a small Christian university, in a small unheard-of town.
It came as a surprise to most of my friends and family and I received many questions mostly revolving around the word, "why?" I so badly wanted to have an appealing answer to justify my decision, but I quickly realized I didn't have one.
Now, fast forward a couple years and ask me the same questions. I can give you an illogical reason as to why I left everything I have ever known, followed by a million more reasons why it ended up being the best decision I've ever made.
The experiences I've made thus far, the good and the bad, have taught me many priceless lessons. Far more than anyone or any book could ever teach me. The moment I packed up my car and moved 1,000 miles away, was the moment I declared freedom from many fears that had weighed me down for so long. An easier way to put it, I felt like a kid again. A perspective I once held as a child, had resurfaced itself in a bigger and better form. The ability to view every day as a new opportunity to venture out in a world full of endless possibilities. I felt free.
I’m not saying you have to move across the country in order to feel free. All I’m saying is you must move.
I have countless fears that I’m currently working through. The fear of failure, the fear of public speaking, the fear of what people might think of me. But, guess what? These fears aren’t real. They only exist because I allow them to. Living within my fears became a safe zone, a place I felt most comfortable. Not anymore.
Ever since I moved away from home, it’s felt like I haven’t stopped moving since. I still have no idea what career I’m going to pursue, what my plans are after college, or if I chose the right major. But, what I do know is that none of that concerns me anymore. Now, I live with more excitement than fear. I look forward to every risk I take, every dream I pursue, every failure, and every success.
So, I leave you with this. Fight those doubts that have kept you blindfolded for so long. Don’t live the way the world tells you to live, live the way you want to live. That’s when you’ll begin to visualize all of the possibilities within your reach.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
I am a 22 year old senior marketing student and aspiring entrepreneur. I am newly married to my best friend and high school sweet heart, Kirk. We are currently located right outside of Dallas, Texas. I enjoy photography, designing, fitness, reading fiction, cooking, and being a bomb wife.
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