Twenty-five can look a variety of different ways. Some people are married with children, others are living with their parents rent-free. Some people have started careers, others work odd jobs, and still others go to school. With 25 looking so different from person to person, it's hard to know what you're supposed to be doing.
I think that is what makes being a twentysomething particularly confusing; there is an abundance of options, all appealing. No matter what you are doing, someone else is doing something else--living in a new city, studying a new language, planning a wedding, or advancing in a career.
I am constantly feeling pulled in all directions at once--wanting to dabble in a little bit of it all. With no set rubric for these years, it is a challenge to measure what you should be striving for and what your life should consist of.
Compound all that with money and economy woes and the pressure to make your twenties the best time of your life, and it's no wonder the mid-twenties can be a stressful and confusing time. Of course you want to make the best choice for you and your life, but it doesn't all have to be done RIGHT NOW. There's this sense of urgency that goes along with it, that things need to be done, crossed off, accomplished, planned out, with a new experience to follow.
As I wrestle with my mid-twenties, trying to determine what I want and who I want to be, I also know I ought to be enjoying the ride and letting life work out. There might not be any "end goal" for this phase of my life (such as a degree, as in landmarks past), but there will be new opportunities and experiences leaping out at me, if I slow down and will my self to detour from my "plan." Mid-twenties ought to be enjoyed, the rest always figures itself out.
Anybody else out there know this feeling?
--Megan
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