Motivational Monday: We Can Do Hard Things

Happy Monday, friends! I can’t believe how long it’s been since my last post! I guess you can say I had a difficult time finding that school-work-life-blog balance, but I’m getting there! I’ve missed sharing my thoughts and chatting with you, and figured that with the first day of a new month, now is as good of a time as any to reignite that old Kermit Says… flame. As the school year resumes, I’m going to start off with one post a week and slowly increase back to five posts eventually. Feel free to let me know if there are topics you’d like for me to discuss! Without further adieu, let’s get motivated!

A little over a year ago, I embarked on a new journey toward my second graduate degree, this time to become a child and adolescent therapist. I’d spent quite a few years hemming and hawing over what I should do, but it wasn’t until I was encouraged by my students and supported by my colleagues that I mustered enough courage to apply. When I received my acceptance letter, I took a huge gamble on myself. I had a wonderful job doing what I loved. I had enough free time to commit to and grow Kermit Says… I had a life that I enjoyed, one that was stable and comfortable. The truth is, though, that it wasn’t much of a life at all. I was living as if I were on a conveyor belt, just a robot doing the same thing day in and day out. It was predictable, and there was and is great comfort and safety in predictability, but growth and wonderful things don’t happen inside of our comfort zones. Instead, they happen outside of them. When we lean into that discomfort, when we gamble and take risks, we’re often reminded of our own strength and power. That no matter the challenge or difficulty, we can do hard things. And we may experience a rollercoaster of emotions, feel some self-doubt, discouragement, and regret, and might even bruise while doing these hard things, but we won’t break, even if it feels like we might.  Continue reading

Dear Kermit: Conflicted in Connecticut

Dear Kermit,

It’s a classic conflict. You find yourself in a place you love; a place that has embraced you and made you feel at home. The people you have met quickly found places in your heart and become family. This place is truly special and you know it, and you could stay in this place forever and be happy, but there’s something within you that wants more. In my case, it’s about college. I chose my current school because I knew it was full of incredible people, and I knew I would feel incredibly comfortable on campus. I sacrificed the field I was interested in studying in order to have an easier transition and because I was scared of string [sic] from what i [sic] knew, but now that I am here, I realize that I have an internal dilemma I am dealing with. Do I want to be comfortable and happy now, or do I want to transfer and study what I actually want to study.

I guess the umbrella question I’m asking is: how do you decide whether to stay comfortable or move on and strive higher. And how do [sic] deal with cutting ties with all you loved about where you were?

Signed,

Conflicted in Connecticut

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