Every day I fight an inner battle. Do I stay where I am, unhappy and unfulfilled? Or do I take a chance? But what chance? I feel like there are too many possible opportunities out there for me, which, I suppose, is a good problem to have. Some of them are too expensive, some of them too time-consuming. And others require a greater leap of faith than I've ever been known to take. I'm gathering up every piece of courage that I have, mustering it all up from deep inside my soul. I want to radiate strength. I want to be the person I always wanted to be, that strong, beautiful Whitney.
Like my mom once said in a wise poem, "We all sense a storm approaching." I hope I can make my way through this storm and emerge stronger than ever before.