Quarter Life Crisis

Quarter Life Crisis
At the end of this month I turn 25. 25!!! How is this even possible? Getting older scares me beyond belief. I was never one of those children that couldn’t wait to turn 18. I would have been quite happy staying 16 forever to be honest. 18 if I really had to.

I’ve coped with being in my early 20s because it’s still young, right? But 25 is a whole new kettle fish. It’s the MID twenties.. it’s the next age bracket up when filling out forms.

At 25 my Mum had already married and given birth to me and yet I don’t even know if I want children. I guess I thought that by 25 I would have life figured out but in many ways I still feel like I’m finding my path. My proudest achievement is the flat that Nick and I own and the fact that we’ve managed pretty well for a good 2 years in our home – no shrunken clothes, no fires and no missed bills. I guess that means I’m coping pretty well at this whole adult thing?

In my head I’m still 21. If someone asks me my age I have to think about it, and it hits me all over again that I’m really not 21, 22 or 23. I’m 24 going on 25! You’re probably wondering why I’m making such a big deal of this, it’s just a number really, but these are the thoughts that circle my mind on a regular basis, especially at the moment.

Sure Birthdays are lovely, it’s nice to do fun things, have presents to open and be spoilt for the day. If I could have a Birthday without turning a year older I wouldn’t be dreading it quite so much. I think my biggest fear is that within a blink of an eye I’ll be 30.

I’m scared of getting older, losing the people I love and most of all the unknown of it all. Who knows what life has in store for me? I could drive myself crazy thinking of the what ifs.

So for now I’m going to try my best to focus on making the most of being 24, almost 25 years young. I’m not going to give up my unicorn phase, I’m going to continue wearing my disney tops with pride and read my young adult books whenever I feel like it.

I can’t help getting older but I don’t have to get old! Age is just a number and I won’t let it stop me.
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  • I am still about 15 in my head ha ha, I dreaded being 30, it bothered me more than being 40, I loved being 40, I had a wonderful time, my birthday lasted a full weekend and Simon proposed at my 40th birthday party in front of 150 family and friends, it was a complete surprise, we’ve been together forever and I never thought he’d ask but he did, it was magical. I know exactly what you mean about approaching 30, I dreaded it for so long but then wasn’t bothered about being 40 and loved it, now 50 is another matter entirely ha ha xxx

    Zoe ♥ MammafulZo

    • It sounds like Simon made your 40th birthday such a memorable, and special time! I guess being proposed to detracts from the age as getting engaged is much more exciting! Sounds so lovely xx

  • It’s weird how we fixate on certain ages, isn’t it!? I really didn’t want to turn 20! I’ll be 25 in September and I’m not too bothered yet… I suspect that’ll change as it gets closer though haha

    Jess xo | The Indigo Hours

    • Yeah I really didn’t want to turn 20 either, there was something about still being a teenager that I really didn’t want to lose! I’m basically having this issue every year lol :( xx