That one time I cried when I had to cancel my gym membership...

Cancelling your old gym membership because you moved to a new town (and you can’t transfer it)… Doesn’t seem like that big of a deal, right? 

Yeah, I thought so too… Until came to the realization I’ll probably have to do it soon, and I found myself getting super emotional about it. Not a lot of shit really gets to me that much, so I couldn’t figure out why it was hitting me in the feels so damn hard — even just at the thought of it. I figured that part of it was because going to this gym and meeting my trainers literally changed my life for the better in such a huge way, but I knew there was more to it than that.

And then it hit me… 

I have to truly let go and accept that I can’t live in this place anymore… It’ll always be my home + where I grew up, and I can always go back there if I really need to, but it’s not where I’m meant to be right now… And cancelling my gym membership made it real. 

The way I see it is that we go through life in these ‘phases’… You’re always you, but everything you’ve done, everyone you’ve met, everything you’ve experienced, it’s all a part of you… And even if we don’t see it at the time, these phases teach us all kinds of shit. 

That’s the whole thing right? 

So sometimes this is what it takes to get to your next phase… Stepping away from what’s comfortable and familiar. Taking a look at what’s changed you + how you can take those vibes and use them where you’re going. 

Shit is scary. You can see where you’ve been… You kinda know where you wanna go… But for the most part you’re just taking one step at a time even though you can’t see what’s 10 steps in front of you.