IT IS MY QUARTER LIFE CRISIS

Have you ever sat down and wondered what have you been doing all your life? So here I am wandering, wondering to myself just like most of many people reading this, what good thing would I have done only if time could be reversed. What if I could just go back to just that particular day, everything in my life would have been okay. Just that particular day everything in my life would have changed.
But if you sit down and meditate on the number of times in your life that you have messed up, it’s actually impossible to go and correct all the wrongs you have done in your life because you know what? It’s not human, actually very impossible for a normal person to live without making mistakes here and there. It is impossible to live that perfect life, a life without errors.
Even those who seemingly look like they have the perfect life, a life to admire, simply don’t. They too have problems of their own. One can possibly not attain self fulfillment in life without realizing what he or she wants in life.
So it was one of this lonely afternoons, one that you just sit down and wonder what is life because everything in your world seems to go wrong, until the moment that a friend of mine shared this poem with me and it seemed to relate in every bit and way with me. Life in the twenties is confusing and no one should feel alone in this wierd stage of life.
ENJOY!

It is when you stop going along with the crowd and start realizing that there are many things about yourself that you didn’t know and may not like. You start feeling insecure and wonder where you will be in a year or two, but then get scared because you barely know where you
are now.
You start realizing that people are selfish and that, maybe, those friends that you thought you were so close to aren’t exactly the greatest people you have ever met, and the people you have lost touch with are some of the most important ones. What you don’t recognize is that they are realizing that too, and aren’t really cold, catty, mean or insincere, but that they are as confused as you.
You look at your job… and it is not even close to what you thought you would be doing, or maybe you are looking for a job and realizing that you are going to have to start at the bottom and that scares you. Your opinions have gotten stronger. You see what others are doing and
find yourself judging more than usual because suddenly you realize that you have certain boundaries in your life and are constantly adding things to your list of what is acceptable and what isn’t. One minute, you are insecure and then the next, secure.
You laugh and cry with the greatest force of your life. You feel alone and scared and confused. Suddenly, change is the enemy and you try and cling on to the past with dear life, but soon realize that the past is drifting further and further away, and there is nothing to do but stay where you are or move forward.
You get your heart broken and wonder how someone you loved could do such damage to you. Or you lie in bed and wonder why you can’t meet anyone decent enough that
you want to get to know better. Or maybe you love someone but love someone else too and cannot figure out why you’re doing this because you know that you aren’t a bad person. You want to settle down for good because now all of a sudden that becomes top priority. Getting
wasted and acting like an idiot starts to look pathetic. You begin to think a companion for life is better than a hundred in the shack and for once you would not mind standing tall for that special someone which otherwise you had never thought of until now.
You go through the same emotions and questions over and over, and talk with your friends about the same topics because you cannot seem to make a decision. You worry about loans, money, the future and making a life for yourself… and while winning the race would be great,
right now you’d just like to be a contender!
What you may not realize is that everyone reading this relates to it. We are in our best of times and our worst of times, trying as hard as we can to figure this whole thing out.
We call it the “Quarter-life Crisis”.