I think everyone goes through a certain phase of their lives in their mid to late twenties where they are just wandering around blindly like a gerbil that escaped from its cage and got lost somewhere in the walls of the house.
There is a crippling belief that you are supposed to have your shit figured out when you graduate college, but the truth is that most people don’t figure their shit out until much later, if at all. If it looks like someone has their shit together, chances are they probably don’t. And if you think you don’t have your shit together, I assure you there is someone out there that looks at you and thinks you do.
What does it even mean to have your shit together in the first place? I think this is a question that each of us has to answer for ourselves. The norm in our culture is to get a good paying job using our degrees, find a spouse, pop out a kid or two, start investing, and wait until we’re 62 and old enough to retire and finally “start living”, whatever that means. That’s the norm, but that doesn’t necessarily mean that your life will follow that path. And that’s ok!
We are each on our own path in life, and just because your journey is all wibbly wobbly doesn’t mean it isn’t correct. It’s ok if you went to college but then decided not to pursue a career in the field you went to school for. It’s ok if you decide marriage just isn’t for you. It’s ok if you want to go off and do a really specific job that everyone is going to laugh at you for.
You only get one shot at living (at least that we can remember. Not getting into all that reincarnation stuff, because logically matter can neither be created nor destroyed, only transferred, so logically reincarnation makes a lot of sense, but can you remember any of your past lives? No. So for the sake of argument, you only live once). You only get one shot at this life. Are you going to live it for someone else? Or are you going to say “screw everyone” and follow your dreams?
It’s ok to be lost. It’s ok to not know what you want to be when you grow up, even if you are a qualified adult already. It’s ok to be a late bloomer, or a weird, unique blossom that doesn’t look like any of the other trees around you. Forget about the timeline that others have created. Follow your own timeline. Create your own life plan. Dare to be different and live the life you want to live. You are not running out of time. You define your own life.
Take care, and don’t forget to take your medications!