Life Before 30: A Journey of Growth and Realization
Life before my 30s felt like an endless adventure. I was carefree, living in the moment, and embracing every thrill life had to offer. Weekdays were for work, and weekends were for fun—nights out with friends, solo trips to new places, and the excitement of meeting new people. I thrived on spontaneity, enjoying my independence without thinking much about the future. But deep down, I never truly understood the value of stability or self-reflection.
Growing up, academics were never my strong suit. I was an average student, but I shone in extracurricular activities like dancing, acting, and sports. My parents, ever supportive, believed I would carve my own path in life. My father’s job in the coal mines meant we lived in a small town with limited resources and opportunities, yet it remained a cherished part of my childhood. Eventually, I moved to Korba, Chhattisgarh, where I studied for a couple of years before transitioning to boarding school alongside my brother.
However, beneath my vibrant personality was a lingering shadow—an unresolved childhood trauma that I carried for years. When I was around four or five years old, a family friend’s son did something inappropriate to me. I kept it hidden, even from my closest friends and family, until I finally shared it with my therapy teacher years later. This experience made me hesitant to trust others and reserved in sharing my emotions. I kept my circle small, often feeling more comfortable around male friends rather than female ones.
Moving to Bangalore in search of job opportunities was a major turning point. It was challenging—being in a new city without close friends or family. While I enjoyed my independence, I longed for companionship. Eventually, I reconnected with a school friend who introduced me to new people and experiences, including a friend who became an important part of my life. Our friendship brought comfort and stability in an otherwise uncertain phase.
Then came COVID-19, a defining moment that changed everything. Moving back to Nagpur with my parents felt like stepping into a new reality. Their disciplined lifestyle was a stark contrast to my free-spirited ways. But as the months passed, I began to embrace their routine, realizing that my past approach to life was not sustainable. The pandemic stripped away my job and sense of direction, forcing me to confront my fears and reevaluate my goals.
Now, in 2025, I find myself at a crossroads. I am married to a supportive husband who encourages me, but the lingering question remains—what next? I have pursued courses and explored new career paths, yet I still feel stuck. However, I refuse to let my past define my future. I am learning to take control, to rebuild, and to find purpose in this journey of self-discovery.
Life before 30 was a rollercoaster, but every experience—good or bad—has shaped me into who I am today. And while I may not have it all figured out, I believe the best is yet to come.
