I Love Me Narrative

Recently I have been feeling lost. It's my senior year of high school and just when I thought, "Hey, I kinda have me Sh*t together" everything seems to have fallen apart again.

I honestly don't have the words to describe how I feel. I Know I am extremely blessed with family and friends who love me more than I will ever know. I have a place to call home, a warm bed to sleep in every night, and food to eat. I am truly happy and thankful for all the blessings God has given me, but yet on days like today I feel lost. I do things and honestly don't even know who I am. Maybe it's just a stage that everyone goes through, but recently I have found myself asking, "Who am I?" more and more often.

Today, I went off on my younger brother because he ate one of my yogurts. A fricken yogurt made me lose my mind. It's embarrassing to admit, but I actually unplugged his PS4, hid it in my room, and hit my brother in the head with a water bottle...all because he took one of my yogurts. "Who am I?" I ask myself. I love my brother and yes, he shouldn't have taken my lunch food, but really Grace you hit him in the head with a water bottle. This is not the classy young women my parents have raised me to be.
You know, the ones where someone acts insanely crazy then is handed a snickers bar and everything is good and well in the world. My "Snickers Bar" is giving myself alone time. Everyday I need to give myself a few moments to acknowledge that I do have a lot going on. The homework, my job, extra curiculars, volunteering, and typical high school drama starts to add up. On top of everything in seven short months my whole life will be completely changed as I move seven hours away for college (Go Jays!). Although college will be an exciting adventure, that I am beyond excited for, it's a lot to take