God has a plan…right?
I am scared that this whole time I have not been where I am suppose to be. I am scared that where I am suppose to be is too far away now for me to ever get back on the right track. I am scared. I am scared that I am wasting my time doing things I don’t really enjoy. But, then again, what do I enjoy? Maybe I just haven’t found my niche yet. Or maybe there just isn’t a niche for me. Life. My future. All hangs in the balance. But I can’t seem to shake the feeling that this is not what I want to do with my life. I love it, don’t get me wrong. But maybe, just maybe, this is not the track I am suppose to be on. But maybe it is. I don’t know. And here lies the problem. I am scared.