Everything In Life Is Temporary.

on change, never-looking back, and pushing forwards.

Temporary. It’s an intense reality that can hit you at the worst of times. Like how our relationships can be temporary, our loved ones, our pets, and our childhood homes. Or it’s the other side of the dice, an optimistic truth that can bring you a little bit of peace during the tough times. Knowing that one day you’ll overcome it, because not everything is meant to last.

Before July, I faced a few rocky months of unemployment. My daily routine consisted of waking up, getting dressed, doomscrolling through job listings on Google and LinkedIn, sending off application after application, and receiving rejection after rejection, then waking up to do the same thing all over again. I’m going to be honest, it was tough. And anybody else out there who is facing the exact same thing at the moment, I feel for you.

To me, the entire situation made me feel like an imposter when being asked by new friends and old family.

“what do you do for work?”

And having to come up with a composed and orchestrated piece that explained, in a positive way, even though that was the complete opposite of how I was feeling, that I was searching for a job. Becoming an illusionist in my own form, to sound a lot more optimistic and ‘lah dee dah’ than I actually was feeling. I observed as autumn swiftly turned to winter, winter slowly turned to spring and spring bloomed into summer. My days melted into one, yet my ability to remain hopeful remained within me, something I learned about myself during that so unpromising time.

Now, time has spun forward, and I’m sitting in an unreserved seat on an early morning train, commuting to begin my first day at my new job. The stench of a can of Monster has just wafted under my nose as someone in a nearby seat has willingly cracked one open at 6:20 in the morning. I pivot my head towards the window to watch as the fields occupied by grazing sheep and cows shift to concrete buildings and busy stations… I have arrived in a city that is unfamiliar to me, to turn the page of a new chapter in my life. Parting the doors of the train and stepping onto the platform, I completely snapped into a new version of myself that I had been aching to become for months.

Memories of my past days have morphed into a blur. The worry cinched in my mind about my future is now quiet. It’s funny that… how something that was present for so long in my life just faded from my mind once I didn’t need to carry it with me anymore. It’s like I’d instantly moved on to face the new redirection I was heading. No looking back.

That’s what’s special about temporary. Whatever situation you might be facing right now, however heavy, it won’t last forever. And unfortunately, that applies to the good moments too. Which is why, when life is good to you, you must remember to enjoy it fully. You never quite know when things will shift. Like when someone you see every day evolves into a memory in your mind, or when the routines that felt so familiar in your everyday, quietly slip away.

And when life isn’t so good to you, which happens, there’s still a sort of hope to hold onto. And as therapist-y as this might sound, better days do await you. Even if they take their time. Because one day, without even realising it, you will look back and see how much you've overcome to get to this moment right now. And it’s so easy to forget that.

That’s why reflection matters. Looking back doesn’t mean dwelling. It means acknowledging. Remembering where you started, what you’ve weathered, and who you were when you had to keep going despite it all. It grounds you. It reminds you that you didn’t just get here by ‘accident.’ Sometimes, when I stop and think about everything that’s changed in my life, everything I’ve pushed through or become, I realise how little credit I give myself. I move on so quickly and I forget to recognise my own growth.

I return to my seat on the train, heading home from my first day, glancing out the window once more. The cityscape slowly gives way to sea views, open fields, and grazing cows, familiar sights that feel different now. I sit quietly, not just tired, but proud. I think of how far I’ve come, how just days ago I was stuck in the blur of endless rejections and uncertainty. And now, I’m on the other side of that chapter, beginning a new one.

So perhaps take a moment right now to think about your journey in life. Look back on how far you’ve come. There’s something powerful in that kind of reflection. Because I promise you have come a lot further than you think.

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