10 days from now. i don’t know. Maybe because I’m entering on the “late 20s” gang, that i felt pressured. Pressured on having work, having to live on my own or worst, having my own family. Hell, I don’t even have a lovelife now, what more of a family of my own?!
“Late 20s” gang supposed to have their life on their own feet. But not everybody can do that, right? Well, on my case, especially on my case since I recently passed the Physician Licensure Examination, the freshest of all fresh. HUHUHU. I don’t even know what’s waiting for me on the other side, meaning the real world. Right now, I don’t want to work with my CV, application letter, Personal Data Sheet and the like but I guess it’s time to work on these papers now before the year ends. I NEED TO ADULT ALREADY.
Okay this is a typical note for me to reminisce some points in my life. Realizations or what a 26 years of life did to me — some of these points may have gotten from site that i read because i can relate…
Going into the “late 20s” is enough reason to send me straight in the climax of a full-blown panic attack. I thought by this age I would be married, have my own house and a stable job, instead i sleep temporarily at my brother’s room with my 2 dogs sleeping with me, no job as of the moment, no lovelife ever since (hnng). I can juggle anything life throws at me but these? plus the idea of the next 365 days of my life, will be teetering on the fine line between actual adulthood and clutching on desperately to my youth. SEND HELP.
I feel old(er) and think wiser (?). There’s something about the number “7” that cast a darker and much more serious shadow over things. Of course, I can still go out and party like animal but I assure you that around the kids, I will be internally ashamed of my age. Lol read that being on 26 in a nightclub is totally different. Probably because 26 is still in the “mid” and the shape of “6” is naturally fun and loopy.
Ugh, hatest part of the truth. Everyone I know is getting engaged, married, pregnant or having another child. While me, stuck.. well, not stuck, just starting my own life at this age.
Noticing also the older adult like our parents has given me a light on a dark tunnel. Please take care of your parents/family. This year, I got to comment on a social media platform more condolences than congratulations. I almost forgot that as we grow older, our parents also grow much older. So spend time to your family before it’s too late.
Everyone I knew is getting engaged, married or pregnant! Either my batchmates, classmates or even the little sister/brother of my acquaintances. Ughhh why does society thinks that the only women capable of is producing offspring. Can we not do our job, work on our dreams and pursue things that are less travelled by the majority? hngg
Going back to some points, being 27 is like being a brand new, beginner’s level gymnast, perilously seesawing between “real” adulthood and (what feel like) the last crumbs of my true youth. Half of me feels an enormous pressure to be a fully grown up while the other hold is crippled by the notion in doing so. Meaning I want to get ready to be serious about love, career and overall responsibility but on the other hand, just want to continue on partying and freaking out over the future. Everyday I wake up thinking which mood I should set in for the day.
Lastly, this is the age where the absolute liberation and growth hit you in a certain point or age and realize “This isn’t worth my time”.
That’s just some my lessons learned for the past 27 years, the other 20 are just small bit of wee things. Thank you for coming to my tedtalk.
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