I’ve been thinking about this a lot over my life.
I thought about this with anger and pettiness when I was a teenager expected to choose school subjects that determined my life’s path. I thought about this when I moved continents and all my work as a teenager in school meant nothing. When I was trying to move up in a dead-end job. And now that I finally seem to have some semblance of an adult existence.
I’ve spoken about therapy before here and hello – I’m about to again. I freaking LOVE what I got from therapy. All I needed was some reframing of my mindset and it felt like life wasn’t actually so bad. That I didn’t need to be weighed down by my past and my own doubts. Those are all feelings that I can control.
Anyway, after therapy, I decided that my own personal hopes and dreams didn’t have to be this faraway concept that would never come to life. It was time, I felt, to actually start thinking about what I can accomplish in my life.
I wonder how this process works for other people. I’ve met some much younger than me who have had this realisation and are already living their own personal dreams. But I’ve also encountered the other end. There is no normal age to ‘find yourself’ it seems.
Which is funny because it was always my perception of my age that held me back. Always felt I was too young, or too inexperienced to actually start laying the foundation of the life I want to lead.
What actual rubbish.
Thank goodness I snapped out of it. Now I’m planning a number of fantastical, fulfilling goals, and I actually believe I can get there. Really changes the way you work towards something when you don’t think its hopeless in the first place.
Anyway, I go more into this in my latest podcast episode, you can check out other episodes by searching for the Confused 22 Podcast on Spotify, Deezer, Podchaser and Podcast Addict.
Until next time xx