young woman with long blonde hair and glasses, black shirt and pink jacket stands near tree in backyard smiling

am i living my life on purpose?

To be honest, no.

When I look back to the beginning, I feel like I just fell through a lot of open doors. Then there were several doors I know I worked really hard to get through, but I’m still not really sure if it was by my choice or someone else’s expectation.

As time went on, doors started closing; some were ones I think I wanted or needed to stay open. Several doors I can’t reopen for so many reasons.

I think I’m at a point in my life where I’m looking at a lot of closed doors I’ve never seen before, and asking myself if these new doors are ones I want to open.

I think for the first time in my life, I might be on the verge of living my life on purpose.

– Stefanie, romantic word geek, archaeologist of knowledge, can’t take herself seriously, would do anything for a laugh, over-skilled and under-utilized >> learn more