A 25-year-old reflection
Growing up, I was the child who spent most of her time dreaming. I lived through my imagination of a happy life; growing up, getting that dream job and having the dream family with my existing crush. I was so good at it that I’d spend hours crafting the details of my life, down to childbirth and paying my kid's tuition.
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I felt like those were the years I felt the most freedom before adulthood came and reality struck. For me, it struck really early because I had these hopes and dreams and I couldn’t quite decide what path would lead me to the achievement of these dreams.
My quest to achieve that dream life pushed me into several ventures; network marketing, software marketing and sales. None of which I was willing to follow up until I achieved the success that could lead me to these dreams.
Since then, I’ve found myself being a bit more intentional with the paths I’m willing to take. I began my writing career and I achieved remarkable success now my design career has been kicking off quite nicely making me realize that the right path may be hard but you’d still see some results that make you confident in your choice.
I used to believe that I would have achieved a lot of my dreams at 25 but like a lot of people my age, I haven’t. I used to feel like this made me a failure because a lot of people have watched me jump from one venture to another and that probably reduced my credibility but that was far from the case. It actually increased my credibility.
People began to see me as a relentless person. They’d watch me put a lot of work into something and when it fails, I’d quickly get into something new and work my ass off once again. I’ve been dilly-dallying with the homes of finding something I can be stable in for at least 5 years, asides from Hive, and thankfully, I’ve found a couple of things.
I’m learning to accept that I’m only 25. I’m at an age where one half has made a lot of great decisions and has achieved some wealth, while another half can barely find the energy to wake up in the morning. I’m neither of these, I’m in my building phase and as long as I can keep going on the bad days, I’ve practically won.
Today’s one of my good days so it felt like a great day to reflect a little on my journey so far and my journey ahead, and honestly, it’s looking pretty awesome from where I’m looking at it.
Nice write up!
I was 25, when I finally graduated from Uni and went to Spain to learn Spanish. I felt old there, among the other students.
I was 34 ,when I quit my last job for a boss, as a teacher, and felt burnt out.
A month later, I left for The Canary Islands, to work on my own film project.
Came back half a year later, rejuvenated.
Got depressed again, back in The Netherlands and left, less than a year later, for Portugal.
5 years have passed, since then
I am now 41 and feel like my life has only just begun.
41 is the new 31
and age is just a number.
We all have our own path to walk and the worst we can do is to compare ourselves to others, especially those who were very young when they reached their goals ;^)
I'm just beginning to realise how young I am and how much life I have ahead of me. I have so much time to be confused, make mistakes, try new things, fail and keep trying. Thanks for sharing your story.
Yes, you do, but it also passes way quicker than you think and seems to go faster, every year. Time is a funny beast.
Enjoy life as much as you can, no matter how difficult it sometimes seems.
🦖 hug!