Since middle school I've been that girl that runs around telling everyone that, "everything happens for a reason." I must have seen it on MySpace or somewhere online, haha. It wasn't until now, turning 22 next month, that I've realized the real truth in that statement.

A few months ago is when I really understood what it means. I started to live my life with no boundaries. I said yes to every opportunity, hung out with people I didn't think I'd ever become close with, and stopped caring about making everything so perfect all the time. I am a perfectionist, and it's difficult to live in a world that is the complete opposite. No matter what the task was, I did my absolute best to ensure it was done perfectly and there were no hiccups. Living this way enabled me to put so much unnecessary stress on myself, which then made me so anxious for no reason. If one thing messed up in my perfect master plan, I would freak out on everyone around me and get so angry at the smallest things.