Be brave enough to begin again.

Why the fuck does it feel like we are expected to just get it right the first time?

Maybe it's from the old blueprints.

Or maybe it's just easier for others if we fit neatly into a box.

Either way, the pressure is real:

We study one degree.

Take one job.

And just… stay there.

Whether we're happy with it or regretful as fuck.

And so much of that is this fear of what would happen if we started again.

I know how it feels.

I've started 2 failed degrees and 3 failed businesses.

You feel committed, having poured all this time into this one direction.

Worried now it could be all for nothing.

"What will my parents say?"

"Will I be behind my friends?"

"Did I just waste years?"

And the truth is,

You don't need to put anvils of the future on your shoulders of today.

Because life isn't a single, straight road.

It's a vast, unfolding map.

And every step you've taken, every trail explored, has already changed the map itself.

Imagine you're going hiking with a friend.

You have a usual walk you go on, and at this one fork in the road, you've always turned left.

Your friend, a little ahead of you, looks up at the trail split, and takes a right instead.

You stop him, "Why on earth are you going that way?! We've never gone there!"

"Yeah - Isn't that the whole point?"

And that simple question hold more truth than we realise.

Because taking that right turn,

switching that major,

leaving that job,

isn't just exploring a new trail.

It might just be the way

that leads you to a new home.

A place built by you, for you.

Because the bravest step

is often the one

that takes you off the expected path.

Enjoy your week <3

Sam