I miss San Marcos so much. I miss my friends, my family, my job, coaching, heck even Austin’s terrible traffic. I can admit that I’ve had severalllll breakdowns since getting here. It’s different to say the least.
I’m constantly battling with my thoughts. Did I make the right decision? Why did I even leave? What the heckkkkk am I doing?!
Though I don’t know much, I do know that my spirit wasn’t full in San Marcos. For some reason my heart kept calling Houston’s name and mannn here I am. It’s hard taking a leap, putting yourself out there, changing your life completely.
What I’m here to tell you is, I left a “comfortable” home, a place where life made sense, to follow my heart. Though this is the hardest time of my 23 years, I’ve never felt more alive.
Follow your heart. It will be hard, it will try and break you, but mannnn these memories, these stories, this life, it’s all yours and you can have everything you’ve ever wanted and dreamed of; go f*cking get it.