The Quarter-Life Crisis

We’ve all heard of a mid-life crisis, but have you ever heard of a quarter-life crisis? Well, it exists!

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 I turned the big 25 this year. I’m officially in my mid-twenties and old enough to know better. I remember being a child and thinking that my life would be all figured out by the age of 25. I just knew that this is the year I’d get married and probably have a kid by now (clearly, I wasn’t thinking logically about the timing or sequence of this). I figured I’d have an amazing job and make a lot of money. But then 25 actually came and it’s not going at all the way I expected it to be going. When I think about how far I am from all the hopes and dreams I had as a child, I even get slightly depressed and begin to feel like a failure. This, my friends, is the quarter-life crisis.

In this 25th year of life--the year I expected to have my life together--I’ve actually been feeling more lost than ever and have absolutely no idea what I’m doing. I know what my passion is, but I don’t know what I want to do. There are so many things that I want to do, but I can’t find it in myself to get started. To be completely honest, I’m just winging it. During this time, we have so much pressure on ourselves to be perfect that we don’t take the time to just live, relax and enjoy what’s supposed to be the best time of our lives.

Despite my rant, I’m here to tell you that it is okay. It’s okay if you don’t have a ring on your finger. Hell, it’s okay if you aren’t even in a committed relationship. It’s okay that you haven’t pushed out a baby yet. It’s okay if you’re still searching for whatever your passion is and looking for the thing that you can really see yourself doing for the next 30 years. Take some pressure off of yourself; it is okay.

 No one ever said that you have to have it all figured out just yet. Our parents would probably beg to differ, but our twenties are for exploration. There will never be another time in your life when you’ll be this young and free of responsibilities (i.e. kids and a spouse; you still have to pay those bills, sis!). Let your twenties be “the age(s) of exploration.” If you already have your whole life planned and figured out, great. If you don’t and want to hop around from one thing to the next until you find what you love to do, that’s okay too. You have your whole life to figure it out.