April 17, 2013
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Mid-twenties
I celebrated my 25th birthday a couple weekends ago.
Last weekend, we walked around town and I was asked to fill up a mailing list for a company. On the form, under the age category, 2 of the selections were - 18-24 and 25-30. I paused for a second before realizing which box I was supposed to tick.
I am now in a whole new checkbox.
No longer in my early twenties. No longer 18-24. I am a big fat ugly 25. Quarter life crisis is here and banging on my door.
Ever since I hit 21, I have not enjoyed a single birthday. I don't mean I don't enjoy my day. I mean, I don't enjoy the birthday. One more year closer to death. Hurray? I feel like I've hit 25, but haven't done much with my life yet. I shouldn't be feeling this way though. I have a wonderful family and a beautiful boyfriend who promises me a bright future. I just keep feeling like I'm running out of time. 25 years old - no job I fancy, not enough money in the bank, so many places I have yet to go to, no ring on my finger. Depressing, really.
On the bright side, I spent my 25th with the people I love the most.
And on a lighter note, my baby celebrated his 26th birthday!
The future is bright for us! I can't wait to see what happens!!
