Psychics.... psh.

2 years ago I went to a psychic who told me I would meet the man I would marry when I was 19.
I completely forgot about that up until a week ago.

I've had this idea in my head all summer on how I wanted to change things for myself. I haven't been happy for so long because I've been spending all my time persistent on trying to find 'the one.' And then I become happiest when I'm with some guy or talking to some loser, and I come out of it shattered because I believe I'm going to find my fulfillment in one of these guys.
So I had decided I would cancel out my love life for a while. I've been trying to pursue happiness when it's been sitting in front of my this whole time: in my friends. The odds of me finding this happiness in a guy right now is slim to none, and I'm just now realizing that. I want to use this time to enjoy being young and in college and experiencing life.

And then I remembered what the psychic told me. I don't necessarily believe in it all, but what if it's true? What if I'm destined to meet my husband this year, but I just don't realize it when the time comes.
So I started to reconsider my plans, but it dawned on me.
1) Psychics are people you pay to tell you your 'fortune' because it's entertaining, not because it's something you should live by. And
2) If it's destined to be, then the person I'm going to marry will be there for me, whether I'm sitting around waiting, or enjoying my life as I rightfully should be.
Because I'm ready to just be a happy, as normal as I can get, teenager enjoying what I believe will be the best year yet.