Welcome To My Journey :)

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     Hello! Welcome to my journey: the past, the present, and the future! Today, while getting lunch with an old friend, I was reminded to understand that everyone is on their own path, and each journey looks different for everyone on this Earth. I want to be the one that reminds you to embrace the journey you're currently trying to understand because I am on one of my own! I want to share my experiences, struggles, strengths, and everything in between to help you know that you're not alone in what you might be going through, whether that be mentally, physically, or emotionally. First and foremost, YOUR FEELINGS ARE VALID. 

    "How Can I Help?" may have seemed like a loaded question thrown in your face the second you opened this blog. I'm sorry. That would have made me overwhelmed, too. But I want to explain what that phrase can mean to you. Asking for help looks different for everyone. I hope I can help you in a way that makes YOU comfortable. Whether your "comfort" is just hearing about what experiences I have been through, talking about what I have said with someone else you trust, or if you need a listening ear, I am here for you. 

    Some things you should know about me to give you a sense of trust:

        -Helping people is a part of who I am. I have motherly instincts; however, I have no children. I have anything you'd need, from a bandaid to a ride home after a night out. Or in this case, a story to relate to. I will take care of you. 

        -I'm 20 years old, but an old soul. In the little time I have been here, I have experienced more hardships, curveballs, and situations than a child should have to work through. I know what it's like to feel defeated. I will understand you. 

        -Despite all the chaos, I have been fortunate for the life lessons, big moments, and impacts I already had. I know my life is just getting started, and I want to live every day loving those who love me. I will support you. 

     So, with all that being out in the open, I welcome you to a breath of fresh air. Know you are not alone and are meant to be here for a purpose. We will figure out the meaning behind this journey together!

I appreciate you. 

    With love, Jenna K. 

Location: Illinois, USA

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