I’ve been thinking lately about how strange it is to be 25.
Half of my friends are married or buying their first homes or having children or working their dream job while the other half are unemployed or couch surfing or stealing their neighbours wifi connection while eating tinned tuna for dinner.
Life is strange. Age is strange. Right?
When I was 15 I thought I would for sure have my life figured out by 25. I thought I’d be settled in my dream career and living in my own home and entirely sure of who I was and what I wanted from life.
The truth is…
I still have no idea what I’m doing, or at least that’s what it feels like.
I’m living in a rental… granted it’s gorgeous and more than I could ever dream of, but it’s still a rental. I’m still studying… and while I’m very close to finishing, I don’t really have a solid answer of what I’ll do with either of my degrees when I’m asked. I’m working part-time…. and making an income from something I’m super passionate about, but in all honesty it’s not what I want to be doing forever.
The concept of being 25 and having it all figured out is a total myth. I’m calling it guys. It’s absolute BS.
25 is when people are settling down. But it’s also when people are finishing up their degrees and aching for freedom and adventure. It’s when some people start taking pre-natal vitamins but also when others are running to the pharmacy for a box of Plan B. 25 is when you have to stop ticking the 18-24 box and start ticking the 25-34 box and when you have to start thinking about superannuation and health insurance and… god forbid, life insurance.
It’s so strange – isn’t it!? Surely I’m not the only one feeling sort of *lost* at 25. When did all of this responsibility just fall into our laps? Am I the only one who still doesn’t understand the process of buying a house?
I think the reality of it all is that none of us really know what we’re doing. We’re just chugging along, going with what feels right and checking over our shoulders to make sure we’re not making a huge mistake. Sure, some of us know more than others, but that’s only because we’ve had to experience more than others. I could talk you through the process of building a website and writing a HD-worthy essay, but I’m completely stuck when it comes to home loans and buying a new car.
The reality of 25 is that there people who are so happy with multiple children and a mortgage, and others who relish in the comfort of living at home with their parents and not having to do their own laundry. There are people who question every single move they make and others that confidently know the ins-and-outs of credit card interest and bank loans. There are some that are buying their second cars and others who are scrambling to afford bus fare.
Here’s my take on it all: The most important thing a 25-year-old needs to remember is that every journey is different, and actually – there are no rules to how you should be living your life. I think the most important thing to focus on is you, and remember that what makes a person happy is entirely individual.
The worst thing to do in life is waste it, so stop spending hours upon hours worrying about where you are versus where you want to be. Just be! Everything else will fall into place, and if it doesn’t: I’m sure our parents would be totally okay with us all moving back home and eating cereal for dinner every night.
I’m just kidding!