QUARTER LIFE CRISIS
It is necessary for me to put this out before I proceed with this post. This blog serves as a conduit for my thoughts. Definitely not out for the aesthetic value of things or trying to get more traffic on here. For all I know these are private entries😂😂. I will, therefore, proceed to paint a picture of my imagined situation. Hopefully, I just might succeed to break it down for you and possibly you’ll get to relate if you happen to be in this zone.
I had constantly heard of a period one’s twenties that has them questioning their then known truths. A year ago, I would go like “Pssssh..that’s just people trying to make life harder than it ought to be”, I didn’t really give it much thought or time. It felt like an opportunity to look for any possible reason to get things tougher than they already or chicken out from adulting (which is a whole other story in its entirety 😂😂).
Well fast forward to now, 2 months to my 25th birthday and it couldn’t have been further from the truth. Grateful for the 6 years of school that had me too distracted to notice the beginning of this shift of things. However, with me being at home and pretty much idling through what has been of 2016, it hit me like a storm.
I have never felt that much of a social misfit than the last 6 months amplified by the couple of transitions that have been coming my way. I wasn’t ready for this one, funny enough for someone of critical character it must have been one serious blind spot😒. Like we are barely hanging in on a thread with the so called friends, sadly. Everyone has moved on; married (civil, formal or traditional), with(out) children, cohabiting, out for scholarships (literally or metaphorically), moved out, actively chasing for their other half or just not yet made peace with growing up and are at some corner somewhere trying to make heads or tails of it. I’m aware I currently stand at the verge of sounding judgmental if I haven’t already stepped on a couple of people’s toes. Hear me out though before you send the verdict out.
We all are diversified as we each try to get footing on this journey called life. In addition to that, one gets to feel like you are constantly on discovery mode. Those things that you deemed familiar are now so new to you. There were a couple of things that I was so quick to jump into and quite anxious to get there, that now have me wondering why was I even feeling excited about them😑. There honestly have been so many changes for me to be firmly seated through it.
The dynamics have changed with the bits and struggles to keep moving have been tougher than ever. I finally understood the struggle to relate or associate with one another rather than have it occurring naturally. It is no secret that we have each dealt the other a good one yet continuously hang on to it. The level of toxicity not being enough to have one moving on from them. It probably was the glimmer of hope or a greater belief in accommodating one another, maybe the image and memories of that which was there before. Whatever it is/was, was no longer reason enough for me to continue swimming in that sea☹️.
However, the past one month has had me feeling better about this hence why the change in my outlook compared to when I wrote this article. I have gone through the shedding of the unnecessary layers. It would be a lie if I said it didn’t hurt, I was in total confusion over a period of time but my gut kept telling me it was necessary to keep moving. I made a couple of steps by faith and allowed myself to enjoy this ride, wherever it is that it would take me. God got myself a mentor who reminded me that I should never feel vulnerable, rather feel protected by God and forge forward in confidence😁.
As I now post this a day after my birthday (long story), I still stand by my views as I had a month ago.
God is at work, I’m under construction.
He reminds us that His blessings maketh rich and bringeth no sorrow.
Lots of love and kisses.
HIGHCARBLIVING 