PokemonGo: The True Story of Being Young, Broke, and Restless While Trying to Catch 'Em All

Hold on with me here for a second for I am about to make a long metaphor. Take 5 minutes to read this and by the end you will understand why. Trust me on this.

I am dirt. Young, broke, and restless but dirt nevertheless.

I am dirt every time I can’t figure out my next move in life. When I wonder how the hell the Universe plans on me fulfilling my destiny when I am so scared of the “right” step that I can’t seem to take one at all. When I look at the expanding, limitless world in front of me and wonder how I am going to find my place in it. It has turned me to the equivalent of a Pokemon trainer without the app, which is honestly just me walking around the neighborhood with full fledged faith that the bush that I am throwing balls at has a Pikachu in it.

However, maybe that is all life is… belief, faith, trust. Without religious or spiritual beliefs attached, there is no proof that I will get everything my heart is set on. There is no confirmation that any of our wildest dreams will come true. That the young, broke, and restless thing about being 22 will go away any time soon. That trust behind each blind step infuses purpose in it all. It transforms each step into a small act of allegiance to the rhythm, the pull that we feel but cannot be sure of.

So, perhaps our Pokemon Go training gym is being dirt. We walk aimlessly with no app to aid our journey all in the name of faith because while we may be dirt now, we are merely in a season of pruning. We are in the beginning stages of growth. There is something under the surface, the exact thing we feel but cannot name, and it is just waiting to flourish like hell.

I am coming to find that perhaps among all the turns I unknowingly take, all of the pokeballs I waste on trying to catch things that aren’t meant for me, is life’s way of slowly redirecting me towards growth, faith, and an ultimate unwavering sense of purpose. Because I am are more than just this stage of pruning. I am the Pokemon Master of my life. I am simply on my way to catching ‘em all.

Love Has Mood Swings: How to Improve Our Relationships by Letting the Past Fricken Go

We always want love to be this beautiful, perfect thing. It is why we gravitate towards things like this:

“Love is Patient, Love is Kind”

We want others to love us in that exact way. We expect it actually. But we get a humongous slap of reality when people aren’t this perfect vision of love. Love is more than a phrase like that one that is plastered on every girl’s Pinterest. That verse in particular goes onto to say:  “(love) keeps no records of wrongs.” If you look back on friendships or relationship, the hardest part about loving people is the fact that, just like us, they don’t always poop rainbows and they screw up. The fact that they are not perfect to love is annoying. It turns us into a Mean Girl like Regina George because their screw-ups go against everything we thought about love.

Love bothers us. Love is not as open as we would like. Love bails on plans and has mood swings. And Love definitely does not always give us the patience we need. But this is not middle school anymore. The people in our lives should not be subjected to metaphorically being shoved out from our lunch table because we have decided to keep a burn book of everything they have managed to do wrong.

You have choices in each relationship: a choice to say how you feel rather than storing it in your diary for later; a choice to walk away from people that continuously overlook you and your relationship or evolve lovingly with the person. Maintaining any relationship be it with a friend or a lover, will prove to be just as hard as letting them go. It involves releasing our expectations, accepting people for who they are, and most importantly, letting the past fricken go.

There is a difference between being ignorant to the toxicity of others and understanding what previous wrongs are worth keeping record of. It is time to release the people we love from their past f#@k ups and let them back to our lunch table.