I’ve realized something this past week. All I really want to do in life is inspire people and be inspired. Everything that I’ve enjoyed in the past, whether it was running, writing, watching sports, or singing in the chorus, I did because I felt empowered.
I think it’s a big step for me. I thought I really wanted to help people, and that being compassionate was what I wanted to do—but I realized I wanted to do more than just help people-I wanted to inspire them.
I believe we all have the ability to do great things, we just need the right circumstances to achieve them. And I know I want to be involved in the process if I can make that happen.
When I ran track in high school, we filled out these anonymous evaluation forms for awards at the end of the year. And someone told me afterwards, “I put your name under Most Inspirational, because you work harder than anyone.”
That meant so much to me, especially since most people would have just filled in the fastest runner on the team.
In the past, I’ve met people who were confident, happy, outgoing—pretty much everything I didn’t think I was—and they inspired me. I’m still working on my self-image, but I still take a piece of them wherever I go, thinking, “how would they act in my situation? What would they have said?”
I don’t know how that all fits together. Random thoughts, I guess. But I want to be able to set a positive example for others, and for me.