The Journey Begins

Hi, thanks for joining me! I’m Lani. I was born and raised in Arizona and I’m still here. I’m 22, I’m going to school and working like a lot of people my age. I want to be a speech pathologist, that could change too. I wanted to start a blog because I have a lot of deep thoughts and advice and no where to share them. I have an online journal but I feel like my experiences would mean more if they were read by others. My grandma encouraged me to make one after I shared a few of my entries with her. I don’t really know where to start but I’ll find my rhythm. This picture was taken at Huntington Beach in California. I took a last minute trip there with my grandma last weekend. Sometimes I long for that ocean and I didn’t get a chance to go at all over the summer so I took this opportunity. My grandma grew up there so getting past the waves that knock you down is no problem for her. The water was cold but she wasn’t letting that stop her at all. I followed her, a little taken back by how confident she was in getting past the fear filling waves that crash down on you and make you feel like you’re going to drown. The last time I was in that ocean with my grandmother she was filled with sorrow. The subtle hint of depression moved in her and made it seem like the waves were moving slower and the ocean was darker. This visit was a completely different experience. The water was cold and she was alive. I enjoy trips like this with my grandma. She’s not the best listener but she’s good at talking and giving feedback. We can discuss important things for hours and hours. There’s always some other idea or experience to be shared. I’ve struggled with depression and anxiety all of my life but when I’m in the ocean all of that seems to disappear. The salt water and life of the ocean fills me with energy. It feels like home and uplifts my soul. I think a lot of us struggle with anxiety and depression. More awareness has been brought to mental health issues and ways to cope seem more like common knowledge but we still have a long ways to go. I think the thing that causes these issues to become unmanageable in our generation is that we never talk about it with people. We have perfect lives on instagram and lots of fun according to our snapchat stories. Now don’t get me wrong, I don’t think it’s necessary to break down crying on social media or have a melt down but I do think it is necessary to share our struggles with the people closest to us. I don’t think we can truly overcome them or have meaningful relationships if we only share the good and pretend like everything is fine all of the time. Some of the most cherished moments of my life are of me being vulnerable and honest about my life and struggles with someone that I love. Be brave this week. Be open and honest with someone that you trust. You will be surprised at how many people around you are struggling with the same thing. Stop pretending everything is perfect because it’s not. No one is perfect and no one’s life is perfect. Let’s connect and be a strength to each other. The ocean will always make waves but sometimes it’s covered in darkness from the clouds and other times it’s a beautiful bright blue from the sun, it doesn’t really matter if no one ever sees the difference in it’s mood.

Good company in a journey makes the way seem shorter. — Izaak Walton

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3 thoughts on “The Journey Begins

  1. Beautiful advice, and a great premise to your blog. Your grandma is wise and what a great memory of your time with her at the beach. I hope this will be a place of insight and healing for those searching. Xoxo

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