I am all grown up now. I have a husband, a house, a job, bills to pay. But no one prepares you for what all comes with these things. Some days my head spins. Other days I simply check out. And most of the time I am focused and driven and smart. I make good decisions, take minimal risks, and do things in the right order. I swear, though, that I never in a million years would have guessed that as I approach 30 years old, I would be here...as in where I am today.
I suppose that the idealist in me believed everything I'd been told growing up: "You can do whatever you want" and "You can be whatever you want." I was too scared as a teen to push the envelope so I trusted that the grown-ups around me knew best. I was fine living in my upper-middle class, suburban world.
Now, don't get me wrong. I had a wonderful childhood and wonderful parents. I got a great education and had support from many friends and family throughout my experiences. But I guess what I wasn't prepared for was how each major event in my life would be totally different than I had ever imagined. Not bad, mind you, but different.
So I think it's time for my own sanity that I visit some of these major events in my life and work through them. My own little therapy corner. The topics covered in this blog will be in no certain order, and certainly my own personal experience serves to form my opionion so bear with me. I may or may not live up to the true cynic you are picturing.
First topic of my choosing: having a family.
1 comment:
I found your blog through Mel. I love this post, especially the part about afraid to push the envelope. I was that way too.
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