HOW I’VE GOT HAPPIER WITH AGE
It’s been a while since I last posted a personal one, but I thought it was time to dive in deep and get personal again. I thought this one may relate to some of you too.
I was struggling with the title of this post; was it going to be ‘Life has got better with age’, ‘I’m way happier now I’m my mid/late 20’s than I ever was late teen/early 20s’, whatever I chose it to be, it all means the same thing. I’m the happiest I’ve ever been.
That’s a pretty strong remark to make, but I have got a lot happier with age, don’t get me wrong, I have bad days, just like everyone else, and I still struggle with my PMDD (which I spoke about in my ‘9 weird things about me I’ve never shared’ post, you can read it here) and not every day is filled with rainbows, but it is so much better than a few years ago.
Late teens and early 20’s, I found myself scrambling around looking for the ‘career of dreams’, panicking like hell trying to get my shit together and putting tonnes of pressure on myself to get sorted. When I was 18, I remember seriously saying to one of my best friends, by the time I’m 23/24, I’ll be married, a home owner and probably be ready to have a baby. I’m now 26 (and a half) and Jesus Christ, no thanks. Of course, I want it, but not yet. I used to have serious breakdowns at the smallest of things, I hardly held a job down for longer than 12 months and had some very turbulent/dysfunctional relationships at a young age which I feel had a huge impact for years and finally I feel like I’ve put it all behind me.
I also recently wrote a post about what I wish I could tell me 20 year old self, (you can read it here if you didn’t catch it) and as you get older, you change and develop so much, you look back and think, why was I worrying so much about that?
Now, I completely understand and accept that things will happen at different times for everyone, and that is a huge pressure off. It’s natural and normal to compare our situations to others but we will never know the full story or full situation, so you will probably compare your bad things to only the good things that others share online.
I used to think OMFG (Mum, if you’re reading this, OMFG means oh my effing god – soz for the F word) I’m seriously getting OLD. Now I think, bloody hell, 26 is hardly old, I’m still a spring chicken, and I’ve got so much to look forward to! There are SO many perks and benefits to getting older…
- Independence. I moved out of home last year and although I loved living with my family, living without parents makes you so much more independent, I love being all domesticated, doing the weekly shop, doing washing, cleaning etc. I know I’m sad, but I love cleaning and tidying! You also don’t have to tell someone everywhere you are going, when you’re going out or when you move back home.
- Better relationships. On the flip side to the previous point, me and my mum are besties, and now when I see her, it is quality time rather than just seeing her when she is cooking my dinner. Also as we get older, we have lost friends, but they probably aren’t people you want to waste your precious time on. My friends I have now are my closest friends. Friends which I know I’ll be friends with for so many years to come. Boyfriends too, we know what we want from a relationship and certainly what we don’t want. I’ve found a good egg.
- Money. As we’re getting older, we develop in our jobs and careers, which usually means more money. I truly believe money doesn’t buy true happiness but it does make a hell of a lot easier and more enjoyable!
- More appreciative and understanding. I think we just understand that shit can happen and tomorrow is a new day. I’m so much more appreciative of my life as I’ve got older, and I won’t let today’s bad day ruin tomorrow.
- You can make you own decisions. Last year I quit a good job in marketing to go and backpack around the world. Absolutely NO REGRETS. Loved every minute (maybe not when I was sharing a bathroom with 15 others, sat on a bus for 16 hours or got food poisoning in Indonesia) but I made that decision, I sucked up any consequences and I did it.
So there we go, I think we just get more accepting and a bit more laid back, and we know that we will eventually get to where or get what we want in life, it just takes time. Everything does happen for a reason, and it will happen at the right time for us individually. I still don’t have my shit together, I’m working 7 days a week and absolutely burning the candle at both ends (as the saying goes) but I finally know I’m on the right track to where I want to be. I feel like I’ve found peace within myself and I don’t give myself such a hard time anymore! So yep, I’m a much happier 26 year old (with wrinkles and cellulite) than I was a fresh faced, slim Jim 20 year old!
I hope that someone can relate to this and also agrees that life gets better with age!
Sending lots of love