“I think the sublime confusion is from nineteen to twenty-nine. You think you are late for everything, you’re a has been, nothing is happening, there’s no opportunity for you, the world is closed, everything is a disaster, you wanna die. And then you’re thirty. "
"You young people are in the exact age of desperation. I never felt more done and old than in my twenties. I’d say ’life has passed me and I did nothing.’ But I’m here to tell you that’s not true: you have a lot of fucking time."
Guillermo is my hero for many reasons, and these words are one of them. When I first read them as a twenty-something, they gave me so much comfort.
The majority of my twenties was claimed by depression, and I would hate myself for wasting them, wasting my potential, wasting all the chances the world was giving me. When that depressive period ended, I was still angry about it, and then I read the above words.
In the midst of being told by everyone and everything that "your twenties are the best years of your life!” and “don’t waste your twenties!”, here was someone who I deeply admired/admire as an artist and a person telling me that actually, no, there’s far more after your twenties, your twenties can actually be incredibly stressful and you’ve got a lot more ahead of you.
I’ve been looking forward to my thirties, even with the odd comment of it being the time when you start to physically break down. My twenties were full of growing pains, but now I feel like I’m where I’m supposed to be for the next stage of my life, that I’m on the precipice of accomplishing so many goals and hopes and dreams.
Lots of folks have told me that there’s definitely a feeling of being “settled” in yourself in your thirties that’s not present in your twenties, which I’ve been looking forward to, and I truly believe I am going to achieve just that.
Welcome, 30. I’ve been waiting for you
prguitarman
annaxmalina
turnnoffyourmind
origamiaround
kianamaiart
dailybridgerton
germansingergirl
