Fabled Kari
Prof. Life
theStud3nt
8 October 2022
Moving Back..Moving On
Thoughts
In two months, I will turn 25 years old. A whole quarter of a century. My Frontal cortex will be 98.9% developed, and I can rent a car without those pesky underage fees. I still don't own a credit card, but whatevs. (No, I own a credit card; I've just never used it, so I'm pretty sure it got closed. which is worse than never having a credit card???).
I have a few changes in my lifestyle I want to make now that I am on the edge of becoming a fully fledged adult. (Meaning from 18-24 you are a fledging of an adult.)
The first change is letting people in. I don't let new people in very easily. I am loyal to my loved ones, and so I feel like I don't need anyone else as long as I have my familiar few. Well, over the years, My familiar few has grown distant for one reason or another, and while I still have many friends I can count on. Those in my circle who know of and care about my day-to-day activities have suddenly grown exponentially smaller. Well, not smaller. My circle has shifted.
Now that I am in a new environment (I moved from New York to Texas to intern at Studio 713 for 6 months) I am surrounded by new people, People I will be spending an incredible amount of time with. This is an excellent opportunity to expand my circle and gain new connections.
But I'm scared, and I have social anxiety. Well, so does everyone else.
So I'm gonna do it anyways.
SONG
I actually don't have a song this month. I have more thoughts.
I am a die-hard Christian -WAIT... Live-Hard Christian. I love God and Jesus, and I would go as far as to say I am a Christian artist. HOWEVER, I feel like my next two mixtapes ("Chapter 2" and "Chapter 3" ) are about to hurt people's feelings.
I don't wanna get into too much yet, but just know that God has a plan, and I am simply a vessel to allow his work to be done. I am human, which means I sin. I have a story everyone does. So I plan to tell my story as it happens.
I have always felt compelled to share my emotions and mental state through songs or letters. I mean, I remember once, when I was 8, I wrote a letter to My cousin Jamal saying I really did not appreciate him kicking me out of his room when his friends came over to the house because we played the same games they would play when I was excommunicated for my age.
I also used to write letters to my mom explaining why I felt a particular butt-whooping was not necessary and out of anger, not love. My mom was not thrilled about the letter, but it got her to back off for a bit.
In my most recent Situation-ship, I used to type out my thoughts and let them read it while I was in the room. I find that by writing down my feelings and then delivering them, I avoid a ton of anxiety. I know what I said. I had time to think about what I said, and most importantly, it invited open and honest communication.
In the middle of a conversation, Like an IMPORTANT conversation, I find myself surfing over thoughts and points I want to bring up. It's unorganized and chaotic. Once the conversation was over, I not only neglected to say things I wanted but also said things I did not mean to say.
To avoid all that, I write letters and songs.
Challenge
I challenge anyone reading this to write a letter. Come Clean about something that's been on your mind for a while. Give the person that letter and let them know that you are doing this in order to grow closer. Honesty is always the best policy. (most of the time. More on THAT later)
EXCUSES
So why did it take me so long to move back to Houston? I moved ON to Houston once I secured an opportunity to further my career. So I didn't move back; I moved on. I like my lifestyle in New York. Hella things to do, Hella people around, and Hella weed everywhere. It's awesome! I liked being able to get everything I wanted by walking outside. I was free to be who I wanted and dress how I wanted, and date who I wanted without negative comments and haters killing my buzz. Not that I can't do those things in Texas, it's just I will have to hear the comments. It doesn't annoy me as much now that I am older because I know any and all comments are being made out of love. I just fear that I may appreciate the love from a distance more than I will now that the love will be within shouting distance.
Lord, please give me patience and humility.
BLESSINGS
I am so so blessed to be back with my family. It's been six years since I left for New York and watching all my nibblings grow up is already proving to be the highlight of coming back. I'm also blessed to have the support of my family while I pursue my music. I would not be able to fully focus on this internship if I had to worry about basic necessities such as rent/housing, food, a car, emotional support, ETC. I am so appreciative of the opportunity to rejoin my family as a more confident and humble person after living on my own for 6 years. While it WILL be an adjustment, God won't give me anything I can't handle.
