Metamorphosis

There is a basic human understanding that change occurs in your life everyday. It can be the most insignificant, arbitrary shift in a routine, like taking a different route to a destination, but it can also manifest itself in the most grandiose way possible, like meeting the person that will be your future significant other one day whilst walking on the streets. Most of these changes don’t normally capture our attention, but the biggest ones will, and those are the ones that will alter you as a person.

Those are the ones that make your very own metamorphosis possible.

As animals, we adapt to change. It’s in our biology to make do with whatever life’s thrown at us, and somehow learn to live with it. If it means making sacrifices, we make those sacrifices. If it means throwing away everything that we’ve ever known and begin an entirely new learning process, we hop in that bus and don’t look back. It’s just a part of who we are, and that’s what makes us so remarkable as a species.

Change can be hard. Growing pains can knock you down and make you want to give up, but there’s no other option besides getting up and facing your biggest demons. Eventually, you will come out on top, victorious, and you will thrive. Navigating that uncharted territory to complete your current stage of metamorphosis is what makes you human, and what makes you us so strong in the primitive, evolutionary sense.

You see, I’m writing this amidst one of the most groundbreaking stages of change in my life. Personally, I value my relationships with other humans immensely. I prioritize it. Any dissonance within the homeostasis of my social situation can cause me to regress into extreme discomfort, no matter how mild or extreme that dissonance may be. Some of my most important relationships have been broken down or severed, and for the past few months, I was stuck. Stuck in this one specific stage of metamorphosis of thousands more to come in my life, and I couldn’t seem to break free.

But I’m human; I learned to adapt. I learned to adapt without her, and I learned to exist without him. Two people that both had the ability to make or break me. Both gone in a heartbeat, both left at the same time. I was ruined.

But I decided I wasn’t going to settle for ruins. So, I picked myself up from the ground, dusted my knees off, and forged on. I’ve never been one to welcome extreme change with open arms, but sometimes, there’s not much you can do.

If you choose to continue to suffer in this difficult process, you’ll only be miserable. Embrace the change that life has given you, and make it into something that will only better you as a person. Take it and make it into whatever you want; start fresh, learn from your past, and become a victor.

A month ago, I lost all control of my perfectly balanced life. Today, I have conquered all the obstacles that stood in my way, and I am a champion of my own metamorphosis. A month ago, I was certain that I was left for the wolves. But I decided I didn’t want to be dead meat; I wanted to be a wolf.

 

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E.L.