For the past five years of my life, I have very rarely had a few free days to myself. In the past year or so, I’ve worked two jobs, wrote, and went to school full time. At the end of every day, I fall into my bed completely exhausted. On my days off, I want to do nothing but lay in my bed and shop online, read, and eat. My family tells me to get out and do something on the weekends, but I can’t muster up the energy to do it.

Here’s the thing I’ve learned thus far into my twenties: I will not be a twenty-something forever. I am not getting any younger. I will never be this young again. Yet, I spend my days slaving away for some other cause other than my happiness. Sure, money can make happiness a little easier, but I’d rather find happiness by finding my true self. Today at work, a customer told me “Hey, just be sure you don’t burn yourself out.” I smiled and told him I wouldn’t, but it really got me thinking. What if I live my whole life stressed about customers yelling at me or meeting deadlines?

I know I’m not alone in this. I have friends that are so stressed that they lose weight, develop anxiety, or just shut down completely. Here’s my challenge to my fellow millennials: relax. Stop wearing your thin because other people ask you to. Take days off. Breathe. Go to the beach. Live for yourself. Life is way too short to be stressed, and to have regrets about things you wish you would’ve done.