Last week, I turned 25.
A year ago, I was on a plane, going home. I was upset at having to wake up early to get to the airport, upset that I would spend my day on airport benches and in too-small plane seats.
I was afraid of the future. I didn’t know how I was going to spend the next year. I felt like I was on the edge, looking into an abyss that was only too eager to swallow me whole.
I wish I could say that I worried for nothing, that I went on to have an absolutely fabulous year that ended with me riding into the sunset.
I had a turbulent year. It felt like every aspect of my life was falling apart- career, health, relationships.
In the past year, I’ve discovered that the quarterlife crisis is real. it’s all “What am I doing with my life? Where am I going? Is this all there is?”
I will say, though, that I grew a lot, out of all my trials in the past year. It has been a painful process, but I could feel myself growing and stretching, my mind expanding to accept the challenges. This is probably the only thing that kept me getting out of bed every morning and doing what I needed to do to get through every day.
I’m still trying to find my way through this puzzle called life. I don’t know if I’ll ever get to the point where I’ll feel settled, or feel like I can finally exhale. I’m just trying to keep my goals in sight, and do my best each day to get where I want to be.
The days are long, but the years go by fast.
I’d like to thank you reading this. Wherever you are in the world, the fact that you’re out there on the other end of my screen is such a marvel to me. I appreciate your eyeballs, and I absolutely mean that in a weird way.
In lieu of cake and gifts from you lovely people, I’m asking for words of wisdom. How did you feel when you were 25? Has your life been easier or harder since your mid-twenties? If you are in the quarter-life boat like me, what keeps you going?
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