Simply Smiddy - The Idaho Convert

Why do we allow other people to decide who we are and what we are like?  From a very young age, we allow OTHER people to decide what kind of personality we have, who we get along with, or if we fit in. I am so bothered by the fact that I can look back to my elementary years and remember the rumors that society made me believe even from such a young age. For example:   "I am not very book smart. I won't fit in with the all of the intelligent students at BYU. I am a very bad reader. I hate reading. I am not good at it." - Thought I have made myself believe. When I break down WHY I am thinking this about myself I think back to the small events that made me believe this about myself. One in which is POPCORN READING. Guys, I am a passionate HATER for POPCORN READING. I think it is the devils creation and should be removed from classroom settings.  Just kidding.  Well, kinda.  Popcorn reading was one of the worst parts of my da...

I often feel like a hamster running on a wheel but making it no where. I run and run and run and then occasionally life gets ahold of me and I rotate around and crash and burn like hamsters do. I look at all my friends around me and they all have been running, but they are in beautiful fields of happiness and success. What am I missing? What am I doing wrong? Something always brings me back to where u started. I’m tired of running and tired of trying. I’m mentally, emotionally, and physically exhausted. Heartbreak after heartbreak, trial after trial. I wonder when it’ll be my time to shine. My time for happiness.