Iāve always lived a life younger than my age so my 20s was like my teens in retrospect
I just got married so my 30s about to be like my 20s especially because I havenāt found a career yet
how does it feel? i turn 29 in a few months and itās scary to think iāll be in the last year of my 20s
Feel the same.. 28 here turning 29 in a few months.. crazy to think about. Honestly, though, Iāve come so far in life idk if Iād wanna hit the reset button to magically go back to 20. College, anxiety, depression
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i just look at my previous 10 years (18-28) and then wonder what the next 10 years will look like (28-38) and it freaks me out lmao
so much changed in the first 10 years, i wonder what the next 10 will look like
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Just turned 29
i will be there in just a few months
28 in a couple months. 30 is creepin on me jeez
same lmao s*** came up quick
Feel the same.. 28 here turning 29 in a few months.. crazy to think about. Honestly, though, Iāve come so far in life idk if Iād wanna hit the reset button to magically go back to 20. College, anxiety, depression
yeah i was thinking about that two. it kinda has two sides to it for me -
one side, i am way more āput togetherā, responsible, and self sufficient.
on the other side... i do miss the simplicity of being younger lol. way less to worry about
I saw my life branching out before me like the green fig tree in the story. From the tip of every branch, like a fat purple fig, a wonderful future beckoned and winked. One fig was a husband and a happy home and children, and another fig was a famous poet and another fig was a brilliant professor, and another fig was Ee Gee, the amazing editor, and another fig was Europe and Africa and South America, and another fig was Constantin and Socrates and Attila and a pack of other lovers with queer names and offbeat professions, and another fig was an Olympic lady crew champion, and beyond and above these figs were many more figs I couldn't quite make out. I saw myself sitting in the crotch of this fig tree, starving to death, just because I couldn't make up my mind which of the figs I would choose. I wanted each and every one of them, but choosing one meant losing all the rest, and, as I sat there, unable to decide, the figs began to wrinkle and go black, and, one by one, they plopped to the ground at my feet.
I think that excerpt from The Bell Jar resonates with a lot of people in their 20's.
What most people don't realize if they haven't read the book is that on the following page you find out she was just hungry an after eating that feeling of emptiness disappears. It's a strong feeling of course, but ultimately just taking action is the right move.
Sometimes I wish my life turned out differently, I have a few big regrets, but when I look at where I am I realize every small and large decision led me here and I wouldn't have it any other way.
I'm currently looking for a company shift. I work in logistics as an a***yst and they assume I'm gonna be their slave
I saw my life branching out before me like the green fig tree in the story. From the tip of every branch, like a fat purple fig, a wonderful future beckoned and winked. One fig was a husband and a happy home and children, and another fig was a famous poet and another fig was a brilliant professor, and another fig was Ee Gee, the amazing editor, and another fig was Europe and Africa and South America, and another fig was Constantin and Socrates and Attila and a pack of other lovers with queer names and offbeat professions, and another fig was an Olympic lady crew champion, and beyond and above these figs were many more figs I couldn't quite make out. I saw myself sitting in the crotch of this fig tree, starving to death, just because I couldn't make up my mind which of the figs I would choose. I wanted each and every one of them, but choosing one meant losing all the rest, and, as I sat there, unable to decide, the figs began to wrinkle and go black, and, one by one, they plopped to the ground at my feet.
wow this passage hits home so hard.
just googled this book and read a bit about it... i may need to pick this up
I saw my life branching out before me like the green fig tree in the story. From the tip of every branch, like a fat purple fig, a wonderful future beckoned and winked. One fig was a husband and a happy home and children, and another fig was a famous poet and another fig was a brilliant professor, and another fig was Ee Gee, the amazing editor, and another fig was Europe and Africa and South America, and another fig was Constantin and Socrates and Attila and a pack of other lovers with queer names and offbeat professions, and another fig was an Olympic lady crew champion, and beyond and above these figs were many more figs I couldn't quite make out. I saw myself sitting in the crotch of this fig tree, starving to death, just because I couldn't make up my mind which of the figs I would choose. I wanted each and every one of them, but choosing one meant losing all the rest, and, as I sat there, unable to decide, the figs began to wrinkle and go black, and, one by one, they plopped to the ground at my feet.
This was real dope
wow this passage hits home so hard.
just googled this book and read a bit about it... i may need to pick this up
It's a very good book imo. Wonderful prose. And yeah, parts of that book hit you like a train.
I'm currently looking for a company shift. I work in logistics as an a***yst and they assume I'm gonna be their slave
yeah i went through a company shift as well in the past few years
the one company had me so stressed out i developed medical issues, was miserable, and genuinely hated life
i remember i would sit in my car everyday before work with my head down just saying āi hate thisā over and over before i went in
i found a new company and took the leap.. iām way happier now
25
congrats! did you feel a huge change from 24-25?
26 checking
still a virg tho
aināt no problem at all when it happens it happens.
welcome