My identity.
My name is Brittany Hanks. No one can duplicate me. No one can replace me. And certainly no one can tell me that I can’t do something. I will work until I achieve my goals, and even if it means sacrificing my sanity, my life, and previous habits; I will succeed.
Many people can put me down, I will just stand back up, brush myself off, and keep pushing forward. Many people may call me immature, I will just tell them that I am more mature than they are, just because of that comment. Sure, I enjoy having a little fun, playing, and joking around a bit, but everyone should to have a healthy lifestyle. If everyone was bored stiff, stuck in a world of: “I must appear to the world as an older being”, there would be no creativity, no laughter, and no life, essentially. But in the long run, though I may have the look like and the voice of someone several years younger than me, it doesn’t matter: because I think, act, and feel like someone eternities old. Is it weird for someone my age? Of course. But should I complain that I have a more “mature” look about life than most people my age? Certainly not.
Life if full of things that are not fair. We have been told from a young age that life is not fair. Everything happens for a reason. Though it sounds so cliche, it is true. Heavenly Father has a plan for all of us, and there is a reason for everything that He lets happen to us. Though we may think we know the reason why He lets something happen to us, most of the time, we do not. We assume we can see the outcome of a certain situation, but I can tell you from experience that we cannot. Life is horrid to us, and it is meant to be.
…but at the same time, life is so wonderful and beautiful to us, that how dare we complain? How can we sit and wallow in self-pity when God has given us everything we have? Our possessions, our talents, our beauty, our life, our creativity, our sense of well being, and our happiness day-by-day.
I mostly write this to convince myself, but if there is anyone who cares, anyone who listens, take my advice: read what I have written. I may not be the best of writers, in fact, I know I am not, but take what you can from it into your heart. Mix it with your own life and drink the blessings God has given you.
I cannot tell you how utterly helpless I feel: I have had moment after moment where I have been discouraged over the past couple of days. It hurts. Believe me, it hurts like a hot frying pan hitting you over the head. : ) But, though I may never again get the opportunity that I hoped and dreamed for, I know in the long run that I will be justified. I will have a moment, or an experience that exceeds my expectations, and I will triumph over the past. Through tears and a low time in life, I succeed. I push on toward the future, and I will have conquest.
I will not let life drag me down.