No one really seems to give you any warning into how hard
your early twenties are, that’s how this whole blog started, because I was lost
(see title “lost and perplex” I am both of those), I am lost, probably more so
than I was when I started this blog, the only difference is I’ve learned to
cope with it the impending doom you feel in your twenties because nothing is
going as planned.
At least 6 months ago, I was sure I was with the man I wanted
to marry and I was very excited and certain that I wanted to start planning
weddings...for the whole world. I could give you a million facts about
weddings, tell you the trends and everything right and wrong about peoples
weddings. As of today, I am glad, so glad that things didn’t work out with
Kermit. As for the wedding planning, there is something about having your heart
broken that makes you rethink the idea of planning a wedding when you think
love is a sham. From wedding planning I went to event planning but that would
mean me leaving Shitville, and well, I like it here, I like having my family
and friends close, I like the city and I’d like to stay here. So I am back at
square one. That’s the thing about your early twenties, nothing even goes
according to the plan you had at 18 or 20 or even yesterday. We can plan life
out but you can’t plan the external factors, like getting into school even when
you’ve given it everything you had in you, you can’t change that your
relationship failed, you can’t change the fact that sometimes things just don’t
work out the way you wanted too, no matter how good your plan was or how badly you wanted it to work. You can't take back choices you made, but you can learn from them and not make them twice, hopefully
Or you can be like me and you just don’t have a plan and the
plan you did have went to complete shit.
I never had an idea of what I wanted to do with my life
other than make money and lots of it, that’s my goal, to have a lot of money.
Money makes me happy. There are unrealistic ideas, things I’d be good at that
just wouldn’t work out, like becoming famous the same way Snooki did then get a
book deal and a clothing line. I could do that, my life is entertaining. Or
have a talk show, like Chelsea Handler, not only does she have a midget but she
drinks a lot and just makes fun of people and talks to them, both of those
things I am good at, and I really like midgets and people generally like
talking to me. My talk show would have more interruptive dance though, so it
would be like if Chelsea and Ellen had a child, I would be that child. People
have always had an easy time talking to me about their problems, it’s probably what
I am best at, solving other people’s problems, ironic because I suck at solving
my own. But they don’t just give people talk shows, I can just be like HEY
EVERYONE! I’m on The View now! And sit my ass down to Whoppi Goldberg. But if I
ever did I would ask her to sing a song from Sister Act with me.
How people decide what they want to do with THEIR WHOLE LIFE
baffles me. Did they wake up one morning and go yep...I would like to be a nurse and clean up blood
and poop all day, or did they go nope poops not for me, let’s take accounting,
I was good at math. The thing that stops me from settling is the idea that I
have to do this for most of my adult life, if I am going to do something I want
to be excited to go to work and not count down the days till I can take a
holiday or dread going to work in the morning but whatever I choose I need to
make a lot of money doing it. So basically I am still looking but you can’t
just google cool jobs or fun jobs and find a match, I’ve tried. I’ve also taken
many career tests, those don’t seem to point me in any direction either, they
often tell me business or finance or accounting, I tried all of those, not for
me. There are things that I look at and would think hey I could do that! Like a
sex therapist, except I don’t really know what they do, but I can openly talk
about sex and relationships and I enjoy it, I enjoy solving peoples
relationships problems, but the whole going back to school for the next ten
years scares the pants off of me. The speed that life passes you by is
astonishing, it seems like you wait forever to turn 16 then 18 and then
21...after 21 life gets put on fast forward and you have no time to figure
stuff out and all the time you thought you had is suddenly up and the daily
reminders that you don’t have anything figured out from your friends on
Facebook is just a knife to the spleen. They are getting married, having kids,
buying houses, traveling the world, and I’m just sitting here like, check me
and my bad ass office job out, is it the weekend yet so I can have a drink?
But then I remember we are in are twenties, those people who
have it all figured out now probably don’t and if they do they seem to hit 40
and realize holy shit there was a whole list of things I never did, I got
married too young, I had kids to young, I’ve worked at this job for my whole
life and I hate it...life is crap that way. You don’t get all the answers,
there isn’t a play book to let you know you are making the right or wrong
choice, you can just make the best choice you can with the information you are
given and occasionally we make the choice that isn’t the best for us or things
don’t work out the way we wanted them too. But life goes on and we get over the
bumps, the disappointment and the unknown becomes known and the disappointment turns
into a learning experience. I’ve stopped worrying about my future, I’ve stopped
talking a million career tests in hopes that they have the answer because at
some point it will work out. At least it better. In the mean time if you want
to tell me cool job ideas I’d be open to that or if you think you can get me a
talk show that would also be cool.
My point is, your 20’s are hard, give yourself a break, give
me a break. It’s a constant competition to see who will appear more successful,
more together, more grown up, but there are those of us who are willing to
stand up and say I don’t have it together, my dreams didn’t work out, I don’t
have a plan for the future and that’s okay because you can’t plan your future.
You just can’t. You can try and maybe it will work for a while, but that’s the
fun part of life, it’s the adventure of the unknown.
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