15 year old me couldn't wait for these years, big dreams, little clue. Now I'm here and living my 25th year and for the first time in my life, I feel that notion of life moving faster than I can keep up. Growing up has never been a fear of mine, mostly because I matured earlier on in life and couldn't wait to tackle the world as an "adult". Yep, growing up I'm a-okay with - but getting old, that's another story.
Looking around, more and more of my peers are doing the things they say you're suppose to do or have done by 25 - engaged, married, baby #1, baby #2, buying houses, progressing within their chosen careers, completing multiple year degrees, etc. And all the while, I sit here reflecting on what I've achieved, what I want to achieve and how my life looks right now and I can't help but question is this normal? Am I doing life right? Or am I missing my time slot?
Now, I'm not naive, I'm more than aware that you can achieve your goals at any age. My own mother has ticked a huge career bucket list item off at the age of 60 and there's no slowing down for her right now! But in this very moment, all I can think is "when will I feel like I'm on the right track and stay there?".
For the past 6 months I've been working on something that I thought, this is it! This is what I'm meant to be doing and love it. After awhile, I just lost that passion and for the life of me, can't find that fire to fuel it again. Is this a "everything happens for a reason moment?" or is it just me being lazy and not putting in the work to get where I want? Truthfully though, if you were to ask me right now what I want to do with myself, career wise, I couldn't give you a straight answer. STILL. At 25, I can't tell you what I want to be when I grow up.
15 year old me still exists, except now I'm 25 with big dreams, little clue. Watch this space, I guess!
..but what do I know?