Bruh.

I am going to take my third of five architect registration exams next week Friday, and I have a shit ton more studying to do. Instead of doing that, though, I spent all of my post-work time today sulking. Beau is traveling for work, which he normally doesn’t do on the weekends, and my body/psyche is not reacting to it well.

Beneath the sadness and general lethargy, I’m actually quite angry with myself. Sure, I let myself feel my feelings today–a good general practice for mental health and well-being, but I also let that allowance turn into dwelling on my sadness. I’m drowning in self-inflicted misery with no desire to pull myself out. And it’s frustrating.

Things I have to do:

  • study
  • clean my apartment
  • feed myself
  • wash my hair

Tomorrow–well, 24 minutes from now, but who’s counting–will be a new day. On this new day I will resume my status as Badass, and my to-do list will be my bitch. If Beau knew how much time I wasted today (which he might, I don’t know if he actually reads these anymore), he wouldn’t judge me, but he would be sure to do everything in his power to keep me from repeating the same thing tomorrow.

Something I’m trying to implement more is focusing on working towards and accomplishing my goals for those who want to see me succeed (if I can’t seem to do the work for myself). Beau wants to see me winning, and I want to see him winning. That’s one of my favorite things about us. We are each other’s biggest cheerleaders. I’m a badass on my own, but something about him makes me feel even stronger and more capable of doing literally anything I put my mind to.

I’m babbling.

Tomorrow! Tomorrow will be productive, and I will gain ALL the knowledge. I will also cook real food and provide myself sustenance like a good adult. I’m not a girl who falls apart without her guy, I’m just PMSing. These next 7 days are MINE, so let’s get it!

Baiiii.

-S

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What’s Going on in My Life (A List!)

I’m studying again! It’s been a minute, but I’m doing it. I haven’t scheduled my next test yet (#3 out of 5), but I will once I have more material under my belt. Consistency is key here.

I’m doing Dave Ramsey’s Total Money Make Over Baby Steps! I’m currently on Step 2: Paying off my debts with the debt snowball method. I listed out my debts in order from smallest principal to largest, and that’s the order in which I’m paying them. It is a slow process, but seeing my student loan principal balance steadily drop is an encouraging and satisfying feeling. Patience and will-power is key here.

I’m still settling in to my apartment. Oh yeah, I moved out of my mom’s house! Haha, high-key trying to do this whole adulting thing. So far so good, but much like the debt snowball, it’s a long process. Anywho, yes. Settling in. My sofa comes tomorrow, and I will finally have WiFi! *parties like it’s whatever year WiFi became a thing*

I’m becoming a fucking Goddess! When I first started this blog, I wrote this post about becoming a goddess. I made a list of things I wanted to be doing and emotional benchmarks I wanted to reach in order to evolve. What I’ve learned, though, is that I can’t just make a checklist and when it’s all done I’ll be changed. *cries because this is how I’ve lived my entire life* The process of becoming a goddess is actually much simpler.

Note that I said simple, NOT easy. Organic growth happens when you live honestly, at the edge of your comfort zone, and with an open heart. Easier said than done, I know, but the process of making those things a reality is where the evolution occurs!

It took longer than I would have expected of myself, but I finally realized that by focusing on the journey instead of the final result, the pressure was relieved, the idea of failure became less scary, and time flew by (in a good way)! And here I am, 2.5 months after moving out, feeling like I’m finally blossoming into the goddess I’m meant to be.

I still have unachieved goals, and I’m no where near “finished” growing, but I wanted to share all this because I’m just freaking happy. Even when I’m in a funk, I’m still happy. God has blessed me with balanced feelings of contentedness and thirst for an even better version of myself. He did not create me to be mediocre, so who am I to waste day after day NOT being the absolute best I can be? NOT walking in His light and letting it fill me till I’m overflowing, radiant with His love and my own beauty, ready to pour it into those around me?

I just… I’m so grateful. And wherever you are in your journey, I pray for your success, but more importantly, I pray that you learn every lesson God (or the universe, or who/whatever it is you believe in) has for you.

You are important.

You are loved.

We’re all goddesses on the inside. (Even the guys, let’s be real hehe.)

Anywho, time to get back to studying. I have a feeling I’ll be back soon–writing this post made me feel good.

Until next time!

❤ Severn

Hey Hi Hello

Hi internet friends!

I’m alive! Lots has happened since I last posted on this lovely little blog of mine, but it seems the older I get, the less desire I have to share my entire life with the world.

I passed the first of my architecture licensing exams through copious amounts of studying and prayer. I’ve got four more to pass, and I’m working really hard to make sure I succeed.

In my previous post, I talked about how it was time for me to pick a goal and focus on it before moving on to the next. That’s still my general plan (it’s been working well), but things are starting to overlap a little more now, because life likes to throw you curve balls, and God often brings you through things you don’t exactly feel ready for. I’m okay with that.

The trajectory my life is currently on excites me! I think I have grown so much in the past year, but really in the past three months. The combination of therapy, talks with my mom, spurts of life-coaching from Beau, and my own introspection have really helped me grow into myself. I’m more secure, less anxious, more willing to accept the uncertainties in life. I’m also a much more dedicated person, to my goals, my faith, and myself.

I (think I) have mentioned a few times how I view 2017 as “the lost year” because I don’t feel like I accomplished anything real. I’m wrong about that, of course, I did do things…it’s not the lost year because of lack of action, but because *I* was lost. I bounced around randomly going on dates with strangers, reviving my previously held role of “the other woman”, refusing to take concrete steps to accomplish my goals… I didn’t know who I was, or who I wanted to be.

I’m not saying I have it all figured out now, but I have a much better idea. I know where I’m headed, and what I want to do. I have a plan to make sure what I think I want to do is what I actually want to do. But, even with this plan, I’m actively not trying to control everything around me the way I used.

*deep breath*

It’s been a while since I’ve written on here, so I’m a bit rusty, haha. The points I’d like you take away from all this:

  • Dedication, Determination, and NO Distractions are vital to achieving your goals–seriously… STOP letting your dreams be suffocated by distractions like toxic relationships, mindless time-suckers, and negative thoughts
  • Your support system is vital to your personal growth, surround yourself with people who want the best for you, and be filled with their positive energy
  • Faith can bring you through the toughest of times, and even if it doesn’t feel like it, God is with you, and he has a plan for your life

Anywho, gotta get back to studying. These practice problems aren’t going to answer themselves!

Until next time,

Severn ❤

TTFN

I’ve got, like, 4 unfinished posts sitting in my drafts folder, and it’s because I keep deciding halfway through that I no longer like them.

That’s both a hard fact, and a metaphor for my life.

I have 4 large goals I’ve been trying to accomplish for the past year and a half or so just sitting on my “Goals” list, and it’s because I consistently half-ass any efforts put towards reaching them.

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Welp. 2018 is the year of the full-ass attempts. It’s the year themed “Level Up”. It’s time for me to pick a thing, and freaking focus on it until it gets done. Then, I’ll move on to the next thing. Simple, direct, doable.

Unfortunately, blogging is not on my current list of priorities. So, while I may return every so often to update y’all, or to share some random tidbit/life-lesson/experience/super short story, this is my official notice that I’m taking a hiatus.

I deserve more from myself. My goals deserve my undivided attention. I used to be great at getting shit done, and I aim to get back to that version of myself.

So, I bid you all adieu for now.

Until next time,

Severn ❤

I’ve Been Life-Coached

I kind of got life-coached by Beau yesterday. (Yeah, we’re friends again.)

I know it’s been a while y’all, but I’m back, for now, and a little all over the place, which I’m sure you’ll see in this post. This is actually one of the things we talked about–why I haven’t blogged in so long. The answer is the same reason I haven’t moved forward in most any of the other areas in my life:

I’m afraid. 

Of what? Failure, mostly. I’m afraid of failing myself, of letting my family down by not reaching the potential they believe I have. I’m afraid that nobody cares about what I have to say, or about the experiences I’ve had.  I’m afraid that what I say I want to do isn’t actually what I want to do. I’m afraid that if I’m vulnerable on here like I was on my last blog, I’ll hurt somebody again. 

I’m sick of it. 

I’m sick of holding myself back, of dulling my light, and dialing back my feelings for the sake of others. I’m tired of trying to fit myself into this box that I constructed for myself when I was 12 years old. 

Architecture is great, but I don’t want to do it for the rest of my life.

I love my family, but I can’t let them continue to influence my decisions or how I feel about where I am in life. 

I want to write, and I can’t let my limiting beliefs stop me from doing that, from doing the one thing that makes me happiest. 

I’ve been in a pretty good place lately, stable, I guess. But, after my conversation with Beau yesterday, I realized just how much I’m suppressing. And it’s scaring me. I’m actually fighting back tears as I write this. 

On a slightly different note:

When Beau and I broke up, I had a feeling our story wasn’t over. I didn’t know what shape any future friendship/relationship would really take, but I knew there would be something. I still love him, I don’t think that’ll ever go away, but what I’m realizing now is more importantly: I still have more to learn from him. I don’t know if he’s learning anything from me, whether it’s about life, himself, or whatever, but he’s helped me.

What we established yesterday was that my fear of failure and everything that comes with it–disappointment, a sense of loss, a hit to my self-confidence–has paralyzed me. I’ve had this thought before, a long time ago, when I was super confused about my life, but it hadn’t occurred to me recently. When Beau said it, it felt like time stopped for a split second. A thud sounded in my head as my happily “stable” mind fell from the tightrope on which it was precariously perched. 

I’m paralyzed. 

My theme for 2017 was self-love. I’ve achieved that. I know I’m hard on myself, but especially after this year, I can honestly say that I love myself. I know that I’m worthy of love, that even though I make mistakes I’m still an amazing person with wonderful qualities. I don’t really need validation from other people (though it’s nice to get it sometimes). I accept myself for who I am while acknowledging that I can be better. I love me as I am, I love me for who I can be. I am enough. 

For 2018, my theme is Level-Up, because that’s what I plan to do in every aspect of life. No more paralysis, but movement. Hopefully forward and upward movement, but I acknowledge that life doesn’t always work that way, and there will be plenty of setbacks as well.  The point is that I’m ready. And I have every intention of gaining more clarity, direction, and overall satisfaction with my life. I plan to flourish. 

Until next time,

❤ Severn

Obligatory New Year Post

I was going to do a “2016 in Review” post, but after I wrote it, I didn’t want to share it. I learned and experienced both great triumph and heartache. Right now, though, I want to focus on what’s to come.

My theme for 2017 is Self-Love.

Every goal I set for myself this year will be geared toward becoming the best version of myself possible.

I’ve always struggled a bit with self-love and happiness. However, I just finished reading The Subtle Art of Not Giving A F*ck (review to come) and one of the first points Manson makes is this:

The experience of seeking happiness, success, and a positive lifestyle is inherently negative. Mostly, it helps us internalize the fact that we (think) we are NOT happy, NOT successful, NOT positive people.

The moment I read that was the moment I stopped thinking of myself as unhappy. It was like magic! And along with that realization, I decided to love myself and everything I am!

BUT

That doesn’t mean I can’t improve some things or work on bettering myself and my life situation. It just means that I’m seeking all that from the healthy place of self-love, not the dangerous place of self-hate.

So without further ado, my biggest 2017 goals:

– #ArchitectBy25

– Be comfortable in my own skin

– Apply to grad school

– Be more creative and leave my comfort zone more often

– Buy a condo

These are some huge goals! They will require major focus, dedication, and perseverance, but I know I can do it

So you have a theme for 2017? What are some of your goals? Let me know in the comments!

Adulting || Finding Your Purpose

Disclaimer: I haven’t actually found my purpose yet. 

I am quite unsatisfied with my job. My mom says it might be the place/location; spending around 2 mind-numbing hours in my car everyday can’t be good for my mental health. (Not to mention the 8 hours of sitting and staring at a computer screen.) I think I need to find work that actually makes an impact in someone’s world, and Beau thinks I should start the search for that work by figuring out my mission statement.

Can’t say that I’ve done that yet, BUT there is other stuffs to work off of.

I love psychology. Figuring out the way people work, why we do the things we do, even just observing others as they live their lives…

I minored in psych in undergrad, and now I’m thinking about getting a master’s in it. I found this program called Industrial and Organizational Psychology that sounds like something I’d be interested in. Basically it’s geared towards figuring out how people are affected by their environments, mostly with regards to the workplace. As I understand it, most IO psychologists end up going into HR positions or consulting roles for companies looking to up their efficiency or employee happiness.

Now, I don’t want to be an HR rep. I am WAY too opinionated and judgmental to be successful in that field.

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BUT I think I may be able to draw some connection between the things I learn in this program with what I (think) I want to do in architecture. I believe the beauty of architecture lies in the fact that people are shaped by their environments, and we as architects are responsible for shaping those environments. It’s a cycle through which I am theoretically able to shape someone’s experience at some point in their life.

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No, I promise to use my powers for good.

I’ve always known I want to open up my own firm, but I’ve never been super clear on what kind of work I want to do. Generally community-based work like affordable housing projects and rec-centers have been my go-to’s when someone asks about my interests. Recently, I’ve felt those are too vague.

After a bit of research (in conjunction with my psych program research) I think I’ve figured out a more specific path. The firm that I eventually open will be typical in that it will offer architectural services, but I also want have a consulting side. Sure, architect-client relationships are always integral to the design process, but I want something a bit deeper.

Don’t talk to me about the materials you want to use in your kitchen or living room; tell me how you want to feel when you’re home. This strategy can also be applied to non-residential projects. Schools, rec-centers, orphanages, the list goes on. My point is I want my work to mean something to the people who interact with it. I want to make human-based architecture with an emphasis on the people in the space and how the space effects the people.

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This is more of an installation (in Boston) but the playful nature is clear, and the swings beg to be messed with.

I don’t know that my desire to create meaningful work necessarily constitutes a purpose (it might still be too vague), but I think pursuing that psych program (and relating it to architecture) will help me get closer to figuring out what my purpose is. The biggest thing I’ve learned, and that Beau has helped me see, is that I should always work towards something. Also, my overall mission (whatever that may be) should act as a motivator for almost everything I put my time and energy, too.

It’s okay that I don’t necessarily have an answer for any of this yet. I’m only 23 (for two more weeks omg), I’ve got time to figure it out. And honestly, it would still be okay to not have it figured out at 33. The most important thing about finding your purpose is that you are looking in the first place.

If you’re doing that, I’d say you’re in a pretty good spot.

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September Goals

Hello my lovely readers! Sometimes I strive for things. Here are some of those things for this month. *pleased with self emoji*

Career

  • gain ARE eligibility
    • ARE= Architectural Registration Exam, and I need to become licensed
  • stick to study schedule for ARE tests
    • 5 am wake ups! I’m studying for about 13-15 hours a week, and I do mornings because I typically don’t want to do anything after work.
  • schedule ARE test for mid-October
  • Take more initiative at work
    • I haven’t really figured out what this means yet, but it’s on the list, so I guess I gotta do it.

Personal Development

  • Meatless Wednesdays! Beau is on his way to becoming vegan because he wants to live a healthier lifestyle. I also want to be healthier. Beau and I hang out on Wednesdays (so we don’t go an entire 5 days without seeing each other every week), so this is the perfect excuse for me to make a change to my diet too! (Even if only for one day a week.)
  • Read the bible everyday, even if it’s only one chapter. I have the bible app on my phone, and I get a daily verse, but I think I need to really dive in and let the Word speak to me. I can’t force insight, but the chances of me learning something and becoming closer to God go up the more I seek that knowledge.
  • Read 1 non-fiction (preferably personal-development related) book
  • Work out 3 times a week for at least 45 minutes (dancing and acroyoga count if I can keep my heart rate up).

Financial

  • Save 30% of my income. *fantasizes about getting the keys to my own condo*
  • Learn about stocks.
  • Figure out ONE budgeting system that works for me. This will probably require more than just September, but that’s no reason not to really buckle down and start trying stuff right now.
  • Read 21 Days to a Better Budget, free from this website.
  • Learn about stocks!

I think that’s quite the list to tackle, but I’m up for it! The idea of becoming a better, more true-t0-myself me makes me so excited! And Beau motivates me, too, because he wants it for himself as well! It’s nice to have someone who shares the same headspace as me. (Is that a thing? It is now.)

Adulthood is hard, but I’m learning my way around. 🙂

What are your September Goals?

My Job is Boring

My job is boring.

My job doesn’t pay enough.

My job is unfulfilling.

But I do it.

I slaved away for five years because I said I loved this. Architecture is what I want to do. An architect is what I want to be.

That’s not how it works, though. First of all, that last statement is slightly off. Architect is WHO I want to be. That’s what it should have been. That’s how I know that I’m not doing what I want to be doing.

Originally, when I decided to pursue architecture, my goal was to open my own firm and work with communities to create affordable housing that was sustainable and beautiful. Now I’m not so sure. I dread coming to work, I feel my mind turning to mush while I work on CAD all day, and I stress knowing I’m not getting the experience I’ll need to open up my own place one day.

I have to remind myself that I’m still new, though. Yeah, I’ve been doing “architecture” since the age of 12, but I’ve only been doing it professionally for three summers. That’s not even a full year of experience! But I’ll get there, and maybe as time goes on I’ll begin to fall back in love with architecture.

Maybe all I need is a little something to spark my passion again. A particularly beautiful building, or a trip to somewhere like Italy, or Greece. Maybe I’ll start sketching again, reconnect myself to my favorite part of the process. I have to do something. Adulthood is tough enough to get used to without also doubting my career choice.

Until next time,

Severn

Almost Falling

Today after work my mom took me for burgers at this great place near our house. Aside from the delicious food, we had a great conversation.

It started with me stumbling over almost every sentence out of my mouth. (“I can’t speak words!”) When she asked why not, I said it was because I spend the majority of my day not talking. That got us on the topic of the culture at my job, what I like and don’t like about work, the communication styles of the people in my office, etc. I didn’t want to admit it, but I’m not a fan.

It feels like I’m not allowed to not like my job. And I mean, I’m sure there are various reasons I feel like this: I’ve only been there two weeks, so I don’t have a true idea of what it’s like; my desk isn’t ready yet, so (as my mom pointed out) not having my own space is taking its toll; I’m lucky/blessed to even have a job.

It’s not just my job, though. I just don’t feel… happy, I guess. My mom pointed out that there are so many new things going on my life–no more school, I got a car that I drive to and from work everyday, I have a permanent job (even if I don’t have my permanent desk, yet)–and it’s normal for me to feel a bit lost. She wants me to take charge of my life because “You shouldn’t be old and bitter at such a young age!”

I know that she’s right.

But.

I feel myself almost falling.

Today my eyes flicked to the time on my computer screen every five minutes until it was time to go.

I didn’t even attempt to pack my gym bag in case I had time to go after work.

I was going to cook dinner today, but the thought of it exhausted me.

I find myself wanting to keep my feelings inside because it’s just easier that way.

But easier for who? I obviously don’t want to worry my mom. She’s already sort of there, but no need to make it worse, right? What I really need is another therapist. I didn’t realize how much I was missing Bristle (and therapy in general) until this conversation today. After a rant, I said, “I feel like I’m talking a lot, sorry.” And my mother replied, “That’s okay, I think you need to talk!”

She’s right.

I think I might need a little more than just talking, like a routine, and general purpose/things that make me happy in my life, but talking is a start. My insurance doesn’t kick in for another 2.5 months, but I think I might look for a new therapist anyway. I can pay out of pocket for the first few sessions until I’m covered.

When I started writing this post, I planned to make it positive, with a lesson about growing into your adulthood, but really I just convinced myself that I’m not actually okay.

Hopefully I will be soon.