When I was growing up, 25 seemed like the age where surely I would be in full-swing of adulthood. I would have a successful job where I tapped my keyboard all day, wearing high heels and power pencil skirts, ordering my PA to get me my favourite Starbucks. I'd own a small but stylish house which had been painstakingly decorated with expensive wallpaper and bits of art my husband and I had bought in different cities on different weekends - because all young married couples have the time and the money for constant city breaks. I'd be thinking about starting a family, excited to revamp my wardrobe with cute empire waisted dresses to show off my bump. We'd have a puppy for the training purposes of having a baby, who of course would magically be able to look after it's self all day when we're off doing our long hour high pressure jobs.
The truth is, when you're in your 20s, it is very unlikely that anything will be 'sorted'. I could not be further away from the above at this moment in time and though it's hard to convince myself, I know that's okay. They say that when you get into your 30s you start to be less bothered about what people think about you and the anxiety that follows you around in your 20s suddenly disappears. I long for the day when I don't 'overthink' what people think or have five outfits on the floor after deciding that I have "nothing to wear".
At 25, people around me are starting to get engaged, have babies and buy houses - and that's good for them. Everyone develops at a different pace. Make good plans, look forward to things but live in the moment. Say 'yes' to what you would want to say 'no' to... what's the worst that can happen?
The truth is, when you're in your 20s, it is very unlikely that anything will be 'sorted'. I could not be further away from the above at this moment in time and though it's hard to convince myself, I know that's okay. They say that when you get into your 30s you start to be less bothered about what people think about you and the anxiety that follows you around in your 20s suddenly disappears. I long for the day when I don't 'overthink' what people think or have five outfits on the floor after deciding that I have "nothing to wear".
At 25, people around me are starting to get engaged, have babies and buy houses - and that's good for them. Everyone develops at a different pace. Make good plans, look forward to things but live in the moment. Say 'yes' to what you would want to say 'no' to... what's the worst that can happen?
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