By Dana Zillgitt, Regular ContributorNovember 22, 2015
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I’m sitting in my apartment with glittery slippers and some acoustic playlist on Spotify in the background, trying to figure out what the hell to write about this week. A friend mentioned I should try taking lessons from the animal kingdom about perseverance and love, and my boyfriend suggested that I should tap into the amazing emotional support my family has presented me with recently. But all I can think about is how I just want to sit under the covers in a makeshift blanket fort, eating a tub of Ben & Jerry’s, while watching some terrible reruns on Netflix.
I feel like I’m going through a really bad breakup, when in fact I’m just heartbroken over a job that clearly wasn’t the right fit.
It’s about time I put my favourite pair of jeans back on and put my dukes up to get back to the top; the spot where I always saw myself in the long run. Now it’s time to actually start paying attention to my strengths and running with them, instead of putting them on the backburner and relying on something as fleeting as hope.
I’ve always relied on the phrase, “It’ll work out somehow” or “it’ll end up the way it’s meant to,” but what about what I want in the long run? How am I going to achieve my dreams if I’m relying on cliché phrases and thinking I’ll be chasing after dreams if I’m still on the couch, crying my day away? With the future being so uncertain right now, it’d be easy to run away and cower, but that’s never been something I’ve been a fan of. I’ve never shied away from complications and blurry visions before, so why am I cowering now? Why am I so scared of being vulnerable now?
Because admitting you failed and still getting back up is terrifying.
It’s absolutely heartbreakingly convincing that I’m still meant for great things, even after a stain on my reputation. It’s like all those uplifting songs we keep hearing time after time that remind us that things get so much better, but it’s not without hard work and a little bit of elbow grease. It’s about time I stopped my wallowing and spend more time womaning up with all the support to my sides and at my back. After all, I have a tribe that’s ready to elevate when need be and catch me when I fall like this.
Now, I just need to keep reminding myself that I got this, because I deserve this. And it’s about damn time the world realized it too.
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Dana has her BA in International Affairs & Spanish as well as a mild obsession with rescue animals and all things caffeinated. She’s mastered the art of the selfie, fort building, and even the sass battle. Plus, she can quote 95% of Anchorman and Zoolander.
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