If you’ve made it through your teenage years, you know just how rough it was; the constant, confusing questions ranged from what to wear to impress your crush to what is the meaning of everything that constitutes life? Not to mention those monstrous mood swings and disastrous photos we wish never existed.
Though I’ll always cherish the journal entries of my teenage existential crises, there was something naïve about they way we as teenagers viewed our futures. There seems to be a straightforward path set up by our predecessors, but as we grow older and realize more than what we saw before, we can see the construct of our lives begins to center on having your sh*t together. Our futures need to be carefully considered and planned for the best success. Our egos are so defined as teenagers, we see a vision before us that appears attainable. But as we age out of our teenage years and approach that vision closer, there can be a realization of the work behind achieving something so extraordinary and large.
As we blow out an extra candle each year on the cake, are we edging closer to our identities as human beings? Or are we moving farther away? Discovering and exploring different fields of potential careers and hobbies, observing the way our peers are thriving or struggling, and taking a look at our own wants is the process to figuring it out. Right? But often times when we enter an age that carries more responsibility, we become more confused about the direction of our lives. We are in the liminal state of deciding what is to come next.
How did/do you feel entering your twenties?
