Honesty

I'm a firm believer in the phrase,
"When life gives you lemons, make lemonade."

I'm an extremely positive person, and it saddens me when others cannot see the opportunities of adversity. I do have my moments of unhappiness where it builds up and I seem miles from where I normally am mentally, but I always work that out on my own. I'll cry or sit down and write it all out, and I'm fine at least 20 minutes later. I'm in the prime of my youth and I honestly don't feel I need anymore wasted time than that to be upset. I've learned how to let go of what pains me, and instead invest my time in knowing everything is always going to be ok.

However, there was one opportunity I felt compelled to keep trying on, despite the fact that it kept holding me in a negative place. A door, you might say, that refused to open itself up to me. Being the stubbornly hopeful girl that I am, I thought, maybe with determination and constant strength I could unseal this door and walk through into a place I thought I wanted to be. It was a negative experience, but with every little nudge and pull I honestly believed I was getting somewhere. I would prove wrong all the naysayers and be happy in the end, despite all the tears. I'm the type of girl who is a strong believer in "I CAN" so quitting never seemed like an option. I had invested so much time already it just seemed like I would be failing.
But with alot of help from those who loved me, I came to realize, whatever was on the other side of this door would never be worth the trouble of what I was going through to get there. Through a series of failed attempts, I decided to stop kidding myself.

Just because I can turn lemons into lemonade doesn't mean I deserve to drink lemonade for the rest of my life.

I've recently graduated high school, and for my future to become what I wish it to be, I've made a promise to myself that I would no longer made lemonade from every single lemon, because there simply is no need to.
The rotten ones go in the trash.