Like probably every twentysomething out there, I had many days where I pretended that everything was all good, although I was majorly worrying about basically everything. Worrying about not having a thriving e-commerce business like every other person on the internet, worrying about being less fit than JLo in her 50s, worrying about dying polar bears, child trafficking, and the fact that dating in 2024 feels like dating in 2022 but a bit worse.
Although I would describe myself as a majorly positive and easy-to-excite person, I went through plenty of phases in my twenties in which I felt like life became a little less exciting and a little more mundane. What usually accompanies this feeling is a sense of capitulation. Like, fine, I hereby acknowledge that the most exciting moments of my life have already happened and everything that’s yet to come surely won’t be as great as as that one night when I was 16 years old. You know, the one where I told my parents I was having a sleepover with my girlfriends, but in reality, I got really drunk at a house party I was invited to by my crush and had to ask the taxi driver to drop me off a few meters away from my parents' house the next morning because I had told them my friend’s mother would drive me home. Top that!!
Well, have you ever thought that maybe, just maybe, we’re so confused in our mid-twenties because the only excitement we've known throughout our whole lives came from wildly exciting (we’re talking batshit crazy) teenage days? If you've been anything like me, you know what I'm talking about. If not, I'm sorry.
In our early twenties and the few years before, there are so many exciting things happening like graduation, getting our driver's license, sneaking out of the window and risking our lives to meet up with an average guy in the middle of the night, starting college, making a ton of friends, getting married (are people still doing this??), and the list goes on. Throughout this time, we condition ourselves into the belief that these exciting things are life's big moments.
Once these major life events have happened, we might feel a sense of boredom entering our aesthetically curated apartment, accompanied by a small sense of failure and a dash of "Is that all?"
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