Sometimes we just have to rescue ourselves
“We all honor heroes for different reasons. Sometimes for their daring, sometimes for their bravery, sometimes for their goodness. But mostly we honor heroes because at one point or another, we all dream of being rescued. Of course, if the right hero doesn’t come along, sometimes we just have to rescue ourselves.”
My whole life I spent dependent: I am ashamed to admit that my nanny was the one who cooked and cleaned, my parents took care of my financial stability, and I was left alone with my thoughts. My thoughts turned into dreams, which I lived vicariously through, and although I claimed to be an utmost practical thinker, I always have, still do and always will wait for someone to walk into my life and change it forever.
In college, things are radically different from my sandbox life and I have been immersed into complete independence. As of yesterday, I have decided that this independence is only good for a few things (mostly clothes/shopping related). Freshmen year was a blur of hard work, uncertainty, longing and experience… but it’s also over.
See the thing about college is, you figure out very quickly who you want to be and who you don’t.
And so I find myself embracing wholeheartedly the good girl image I spent years and years to develop and protect: maybe because that was what was at the core. At some point in your college life it’s time to stop waiting for someone to complete your life and time to complete it yourself. It’s time to stop waiting for someone to rescue you from the frat/house parties, gateway drugs (alcohol) and all similar dangers. It’s time to be the person you want to be: for the wonderful day that person might walk into your life (if they aren’t already there!) and love you for who you are.
And so that you’ll be ready when they do.