trying to enjoy the last months of my nineteen-ness.. but because i miss ian a lot, posted this email of her’s:
“Being Twenty-Something”
They call it the “Quarter-life Crisis.” It is when you
stop going along with the crowd and start realizing
that there are many things about yourself that you
didn’t know and may not like.
You start feeling insecure and wonder where you will
be in a year or two, but then get scared because you
barely know where you are now. You start realizing
that people are selfish and that, maybe, those
friends that you thought you were so close to aren’t
exactly the greatest people you have ever met, and the
people you have lost touch with are some of the most
important ones.
What you don’t recognize is that they are realizing
that too, and aren’t really cold, catty, mean or
insincere, but that they are as confused as you. You
look at your job… and it is not even close to what
you thought you would be doing, or maybe you are
looking for a job and realizing that you are going to
have to start at the bottom and that scares you.
Your opinions have gotten stronger. You see what
others are doing and find yourself judging more than
usual because suddenly you realize that you have
certain boundaries in your life and are constantly
adding things to your list of what is acceptable and
what isn’t. One minute, you are insecure and then the
next, secure. You laugh and cry with the greatest
force of your life. You feel alone and scared and
confused.
Suddenly, change is the enemy and you try and cling on
to the past with dear life, but soon realize that the
past is drifting further and further away, and there
is nothing to do but stay where you are or move
forward.
You get your heart broken and wonder how someone you
loved could do such damage to you. Or you lie in bed
and wonder why you can’t meet anyone decent enough
that you want to get to know better. Or maybe you love
someone but love someone else too and cannot figure
out why you are doing this because you know that you
aren’t a bad person.
One night stands and random hook ups start to look
cheap. Getting wasted and acting like an idiot starts
to look pathetic. You go through the same emotions and
questions over and over, and talk with your friends
about the same topics because you cannot seem to make
a decision.
You worry about loans, money, the future and making a
life for yourself… and while winning the race would
be great, right now you’d just like to be a contender!
What you may not realize is that everyone reading this
relates to it. We are in our best of times and our
worst of times, trying as hard as we can to figure
this whole thing out.
Send this to your twenty something friends…. maybe
it will help someone feel like they aren’t alone in
their state of confusion… ..
This is Steph's happy place. :)
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