Six months from now, I will be turning 24. Whoa. And I think I’m having my second (maybe even third) quarter-life crisis. According to Wikipedia, you can have a quarter-life crisis anywhere from your late teens until your early thirties. The usual age is 25, when you reach that strange age where you seem to be constantly wrestling with the concept of not really being an adult and still technically being an adult.
I know what you’re thinking, “What’s so bad about turning 24?” And the answer is nothing, really. There really isn’t anything scary or life changing about turning 24. Unless you’re someone like me with intense generalized anxiety. Am I overthinking this? Probably, but I have an intense desire to share this with you all because I know that there are a few of you (at least) who feel the same.
Here’s the thing: There is SO much I had planned to do by 25. I wanted to write a novel, see more of the world, the idea of getting married by 25 was even on my radar once or twice along the way. Instead I graduated college, moved away from home, spent a year wasting my time with a graduate program I am not going to complete, finally starting another one, and yes, finally found the love of my life (yuck, sorry for the cheese). While these events aren’t all bad (that last one is DEFINITELY the greatest of all), they’re still not really what I had planned for myself.
What’s that saying, don’t compare yourself to others? How are you supposed to do that when your friends are getting married and having children or starting their dream careers? Don’t get me wrong, I in no way want to rush into a marriage and I whole-heartedly believe that Justin is the one, but that doesn’t mean I have to be completely okay with the fact that I’ll be 26 by the time we can get married. I’m thankful to have a job that has great advancement opportunities but I hate it. It’s absolutely not what I want to do and I just feel stuck. I’m going to be 24 and I feel absolutely stuck. Here it comes, the phrase that almost certainly defines a quarter-life crisis: I have absolutely no idea what I’m doing with my life.
But just because I don’t know what I’m doing with my life doesn’t mean I’m not doing anything about it. I’m participating in National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo) and I’m going to actually write a novel in November. I became a Chloe and Isabel Merchandiser as a way to maybe find a career I actually like doing (and the extra money doesn’t hurt either). I found Justin (my saving grace) and am perfectly happy waiting for him to graduate because we are absolutely worth it. I started a completely new blog and have finally (I think) found my niche and voice. I changed graduate programs to something I am passionate about and have a lot of use for (I’m still trying to figure out what I want to do with said degree but I’m getting there). I refuse to just lay down and let turning 24 (or 25) cause me immense stress and anxiety.
The whole point of a quarter-life (or midlife crisis for that matter) is to get you to DO something, to make a change. Us twenty-somethings are going to make mistakes, we’re going to have things change (hell, they’ve been changing almost constantly since we were babies), life isn’t always going to go according to plan (as I’ve happily learned in the past 7-8 months from finding Justin). We just have to roll with it the way we always have (yay, 90s kids!). So here’s to this quarter-life crisis and the journey that is life.
Discussion time: Where is my quarter-life crisis tribe at?