Discovering Me

Last year I was having a quarter-life crisis at the age of 26. I felt lost, stuck, and in a deep rut. I felt like I needed something BIG to happen. Something that would change my whole life. So, I waited, but nothing happened. Every day that passed me by only made me feel worse. One morning I woke up and couldn't con myself to get out of the bed. At that point I said enough is enough.

Since then I have taken time to really get to know myself over the past few months. I have learned so much about who I am and what I want out of this life. As I increased my awareness of how my actions have affected my life and all those around me, I have also gotten a better understanding of how I have gotten to where I am right now. They say nothing in life is free, and success does not come without sacrifice. I was somehow convinced that was not true at all, or that I had suffered and sacrificed enough to last me a while. Thinking like that was truly a mistake. The truth is my life is my responsibility and I really don't know how I began to think otherwise.

They say a single event can awaken within us a stranger, totally unknown to us. That's just what happened to me. A serious reality check broke the slump I was in, and I have come to see so many things that I left for neglect. This forced me to make some changes. I started with myself. Taking a look into my current situation, my wants, and my needs. Really being honest with myself when it came to my strengths and weaknesses, my goals and expectations. This was really hard to do at the beginning. It's so funny how much I couldn't believe what was happening. "No, that's not me ..." "I don't do that ..." "That was just that one time ..." "I really don't think like that." But the truth is I did. I began to make excuses for my justifications and then deny it all.

I used to think of life as suffering and the only thing that keeps us going was the occasional happy moments that we cling to. No one told me life would be so hard. My parents did an amazing job of making providing for the family seem so easy. But, back to my own responsibility, when it came down to the conversations I had with myself it all started with one question. What brings me joy? Of course I made a long list and at the top of that list stood sex and vacationing, along with being my own boss and never paying taxes. All things that brought me great joy, even the thought of them, but I had to be realistic with myself.

I started with drawing a timeline. Marking down all the "major" events in my life that I feel have built me up and all of those that has caused me great pains. Again, this was not easy at all. This activity brought back so many memories and emotions. This was not a time for wallowing and weeping but a chance to really see the building blocks of my life. Keeping it real and simple, identifying the major changes and lessons learned.

Next, a clear mind and a clean slate. Exploring my own ideas of values and morals helped me to come to terms with things I had been ashamed of because of what others may think. Life is really what you make it. Your values and morals are what you were taught growing up, but it is also what you have learned along the way. Stand up for what you believe and if something works for you that may not work for others, don't worry about their opinion and approval. In turn, I then began to release the need to be loved by everyone.

It's human nature to socialize and find people to connect with. I thought I was doing a good job of making friends and building networks until this whole quarter-life crisis thing began to interrupt my entire life. I realized I had no one to talk to because no one really knew me. I solidified support systems but these people didn't know what I was going though. I have always been the shoulder for others and if I explained what I was going through, I felt like I would have to explain who I was. I just wasn't sure if they would remain a part of my network once all was revealed.

The truth is I'm a nonconformist to the core. A cisgender pansexual polyamorous individual. I believe that healthy, long-term, successful, open relationship does exist and that sexual identity is just as fluid as sexual preference and desires. If you think that's complex, wait until you hear my views on society. It all comes down to becoming comfortable in my own skin, with my own beliefs, without feeling like I have to appeal to others' ideas of identity and relationships.

This brings me to building confidence. Spending time alone to begin to build my own level of self-confidence has shed light on my fears. My fears of success, my fears of failure, and my fears of being an outcast. Once I started to remove the vices that kept me a lonely secret of a man, then I got the opportunity to have amazing conversations with the people around me who felt the same way and had no one to talk to either. On the flip side, I bumped heads with those who completely disagreed. That's fine too because it brought out great points that we both needed to hear. What's to be expected in life are dead ends. There is nothing wrong with hitting a dead end. Just turn around and set sail on a new opportunity.

Meditation also helped my recovery a great deal. This was when I took the time to really meditate, not just isolate myself in my depression. Even releasing tension in muscles I wasn't even aware of. I in turn let go of all those negative thoughts and feelings about myself and my future. Relieving myself of all those unrealistic wants that I was convinced were needs, I could finally live in the moment and be true to myself and those around me.

It feels so good to just be me, so I leave you with this quote:

"You have to leave the city of your comfort and go into the wilderness of your intuition. What you'll discover will be wonderful. What you'll discover is yourself." -- Alan Alda

Tree Alexander