So, if you follow me anywhere you might’ve seen that I’m turning 25 this year. Frankly, I still feel like the sixteen year old emo that I was almost ten years ago, but here we are.
As a married, almost-25-year-old with a stable job and a (rented) house, I know that I definitely look like I have my life together to some people, but it’s far from the truth. My husband, my ability to afford to travel, my 2:1 honours degree, my managerial position at work and my pet guinea pig definitely make me look like a capable, happy adult, and I know I’m privileged to have the life I have and to be able to do the things I do (especially coming from a working class background – the fact that I don’t have to worry about money constantly still seems like the best thing to ever happen to me). Despite this though, there’s still so much pressure put on people my age and in a similar situation to me. Why don’t I have kids yet? Why don’t I know where I want to go in life? Why haven’t I learned to drive despite us owning a car? Haven’t I considered further study?
I’m expected by people on all sides to have my shit together, but how can I know what I’m doing when I still feel like a scared teenage girl with wanderlust in her heart and punk-rock blasting through her headphones? Why would I settle down and “grow up” when I can travel the world, get an armful of tattoos, keep dying my hair paprika-red and spend my days off either going out in town or eating junk food in my pyjamas, depending on what I feel like doing on that day?
Here’s a little list of some of the things I’ve come to realise, being a few months off halfway to fifty and simultaneously feeling as though I’ve only just left high school –
1. It’s ok to be an ‘adult’ and not be happy.
2. It’s also ok to be an ‘adult’ and not know what you want to do when you ‘grow up’.
3. It’s your life – as long as you aren’t hurting yourself or anyone else, live it how you want to and at your own pace.
4. Maturity can mean different things to different people, and age is just a number.
5. See what you want to see, and do what you want to do whilst you can – don’t let other people’s expectations stop you.
Photos are from my trip to the Lake District in 2013, taken at Derwent Water and Windermere.
lots of love,