Hey everyone! im new to the whole blogging thing. I had a different blog but now i decided to go with this one. I wanted to start of by sharing my very first thing that wrote!
There are ups and downs in everyone’s life. I would describe my life as a giant roller coaster that I can’t seem to get off. I do enjoy roller coasters at theme parks and stuff, but this ride is different. I’m so tired of repeating the same course over and over. I keep screaming to stop the ride and to get off. No one listens. Everybody just assumes the ride is fun and I’m screaming of joy. No one understands the feeling of this ride but me. My screaming leads to tears of weakness and fear. What makes me feel a little relieved is being at the bottom of the hill getting ready to go up. But, the catch is I start losing that feeling and get butterflies in my stomach as I go further up. Because everyone knows at a top of a roller coaster, you must come down and soon to get that queasy feeling in your stomach thinking you made a huge mistake of even getting on. At the beginning of this courageous ride, I was actually enjoying it, but as the hills and looped-de-loops become steeper and steeper, it becomes painful and scarier. Some days I feel like just unbuckling my seat belt so I can be able to go free and just get off. In my past, I’ve made the decision several times to actually unbuckle it right when the fastest part going down so I wouldn’t have to deal with all the emotions and I could just be free! Once, I even made the brave decision to stand up getting ready to jump out; I just couldn’t take all this anymore. Right before I was about to jump, I looked down at ground. Even though from my point of view they looked like tiny ants, I could see ALL my friends and family that loved me and that was an inspiration to me! Seeing them made me realize that I shouldn’t try to get off my ride. I got back in and buckled my seat back up very tightly. Thankfully I was towards the bottom so the queasy feeling would be gone soon. I still continue to go up and down hill even looped-de-loops throughout my adventurous ride, but what keeps me motivated the most is the ones that I love the most (and the ones that love me for my ride and not for how the cart looks) chanting my name and encouraging me to stay and hang on. And no matter what the ride may seem like, it ALWAYS gets better!
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