It’s not so bad being in your twenties. If you have a job, can feed yourself, pay your bills, and have money left over to travel some, chances are that you’re doing better in life than you think you are.
Of course, if you’re in your twenties, it also means that you are a millennial, and yes, there are some hopes and dreams that seem to be really far away, and you keep on wondering if you’re ever going to get there.
Don’t worry, if you even know what your hopes and dreams are, you’re still probably wading in the right direction.
And then, there are people like me — people like me whose twenties are nearing the edge of devastation.
People like me who would have sworn that we knew what we wanted in life, and then suddenly realizing it’s the exact opposite of what we want. I always thought I wanted to be a lawyer, and halfway through my second year, I realized I didn’t want anything to do with being a lawyer. I want to read, and write, and travel the world. Not that being a writer is panning out — I am not seeing some literary or journalistic awards in the near future.
There are people like me who are still struggling at who we are and what we are becoming. Our ideals have been shot to hell a long time ago. My best friends are starting to get burnt out, and most of us are still a few years away from our thirties.
Sometimes we want to escape from it all — run away, maybe, or at least get a life outside the bustle of the city. But the responsibilities and the bills, and horrifyingly, the loans that are starting to pile up… no, being in your twenties means you have to think bigger and further into the future now.
Ideally, I would have been venturing out to the big, wide somewhere now, but reality bites: I am more prone to dipping a toe in at a time, than doing a free-fall. I am just not reckless that way. Not in life, and not in love.
I’d like to get out of my shell some time. In the near future, I hope.
I’ll eventually get to where I should be. Eventual being an operative term.
See you on the bright side.