It’s almost here. On Saturday, Feb. 28, I turn 25 and I’m pretty stoked about it.
Although, if I listen to the Huffington Post, Buzzfeed, Thought Catalog or whatever it is that we youths are reading these days, I should be an emotional wreck right now. I should be entering the inevitable, mid-twenties existential crisis known as the “quarter-life crisis.”
For those of you who aren’t familiar with the term “quarter-life crisis,” it’s basically a time period during a young person’s life, usually around their twenties, when they start to question themselves and where they are in life. You wander around with this cloud of self-doubt hovering over your head because you’re wondering if anything you’re doing is good enough. You begin to question if you’re on the right path. You have to look in the mirror and ask yourself the tough questions. What am I doing with my life? What do I want my legacy to be? Is $12.99 too much to pay for a Drake mixtape? (Spoiler: Yes, it’s absolutely too much. Don’t do it. Please don’t do it.)
But why do we do this? Why do we torture ourselves? Instead of having such a Debbie Downer outlook on life, why not just choose to be thankful for all of the growth we’ve had thus far.
I’m not the same person that I was in 2014; and there are things that I hoped and prayed for in 2013 that I have now. At the very least, knowing that I’m not where I once was mentally, physically or spiritually is enough to let me know that I’m exactly where I’m supposed to be in life.
I’m over the whole “Oh my god! I’m not where I thought I would be at this age!” drama.
If anything, the scary thing about life for me isn’t the question of if I will reach my goals, but it’s a matter of when everything comes together and I figure out my purpose for being here, will I even know how to carry it out?
That’s where preparation comes in. There’s power in preparation. This whole “not a girl, not yet a woman” period of life is here to slowly but surely teach you how to do that. So don’t be so eager to rush things. Embrace the good, the bad and the ugly parts of your twenties. If you waste your time beating yourself up for what you’re not doing, then you might miss out on what life is trying to teach you.
So stop calling this season of your life a quarter-life crisis.