I think it's safe to say that sacrifice is one of things that no one likes to do. Some of us do it with gritted teeth, while others may do it with out even realizing the act.
There's something to be said about the realization of your self. Those moments you just feel utterly and completely comfortable in your own skin; that an ounce of sunshine and a slight breeze is the only thing missing to make the day complete.
The contentment that can be found in realizing you have every day to explore your interests, you likes/dislikes, and the ever-changing path they may lead you down.
I'm experiencing it for the first time in my life and I'm twenty-four years old. Every day feels more liberating than the last; like I'm living the largest choose your adventure book and can't wait for the next day to pick a new page to turn to and see where it leads me.
It permits adventure; it makes me feel spontaneous, capable, and like I'm finally reaping a sense of self entitlement. I've spent so much of my life so worried about other people and compromising my wants and needs to fulfill others, it's rather refreshing to have a clear path with no other vested interests.
I smile today because I'm finally learning how to make MYSELF happy. . . and it doesn't seem to take much.
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