It's been one year since I've graduated from college (I like to think of this as my freshman year of adulthood) and I've both literally and figuratively fallen on my face a few times. There's something kind of beautiful and amazing about struggling and digging deep into the things that are difficult and painful - and coming out stronger.

I still don't have a clear idea of what I'm doing or how I'll get to where I want to be, but the uncertainty feels less painful than it did a year ago. Knowing that I've grown and changed in so many ways in the last year is a wonderful feeling, even if I'm still slogging through my own doubts and fears.