#twentysomethingproblems

[the-fanciful-fangirl]

Do you ever see a picture of something that you might need or have in the future and just have like intense feelings of wanderlust for your future life?

Is there a word for this? I’m calling it Futurelust for the moment.

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[whenincambridge]

trying to balance everything in your life

via whenincambridge

[ragm]

My mind is constantly cycling through my thoughts on:

what makes me happy

what makes me angry

what I'm afraid of

why I want the things that I do

who is influencing all of these things

whether I am someone that my loved ones are proud of

if the things I do for myself are out of love or self-loathing

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[yesimyoung-blog]

Outasight- Tonight Is The Night

Completely aware that it's only one day into the new week, but this has me wishing it were otherwise #twentysomethingproblems

[movinginwithyourparents]

Moving back “home”?

Being away from home is awesome. You get your independence you crave so much in high school, time away from your parents, and the ability to do what you want when you want. It makes you grow up a bit. You also have to figure out your own problems like when you run out of the gas on the high way, you have to figure out how to get home.

At some point, college became my home. It’s where I really grew up and learned a lot about myself. My chosen friends became my family. 

Now, I moved back into my parent’s house because they have free rent and even though I have a decent paying job, it still wouldn’t cover the cost of rent, a car payment, and food. 

It feels weird being here. Like the last 4 years didn’t happen. Sure I can go as I please, but I’m still coming back to people that are expecting me. Coming back from the bar drunk as fuck with taco bell in my hand certainly doesn’t sound as much fun anymore with a judgmental mother eyeing the current length of my dress.

This place is no longer home. It’s my parent’s house that I currently reside in. 

[clarencehairston]

...if I could go back in time and redo one part of my life, I would go back to being 19/20 and we would all be in college, live in a house just the three of us(Greys Anatomy style), and have random "bake sales" weekly! #twentysomethingproblems #throwbackthursday #bestfriends #youwishyouwerethislucky

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[pbj55-blog]

realizing I haven’t posted in over a year

[redolme]

Three-Step Plan of Adulthood

[X] Get a job  [  ] Get an apartment  [  ] Get a boyfriend

In that order, with no rush for the third. 

[moodswingbabyb-blog]

House hunting schmouse hunting

So come September I will be starting my job, which also means I will move out with my parents, go live on my own and pay my own rent. The only thing keeping me busy the last few days is looking for a nice place to live but things are so much more complicated than I thought they would be. Somehow I thought the perfect place was just going to pop up out of nowhere (and be affordable enough for my starters' salary), but this is damn hard. Omg you guys I'm actually a semi-adult with responsibilities right now.

On the upside, being the interior design nut that I am, I literally can't wait to start decorating and to really make this place my own. Here's to staying positive and not ending up under a bridge somewhere :)

[yesimyoung-blog]

What’s going thru my mind during my final week of my undergraduate career:

If you were to ask me the number of times I’ve been forced to discuss my post-graduate plans, I couldn’t tell you. I lost track after even my barber asked. Every single time, I’ve answered with the same doe-eyed, bullshit response about how “I can’t wait to see what’s out there for me,” and “I’m so excited to finally have time to do me.” More often than not, I’ve been able to read past the feigned excitement, to hear the disapproval/worry in their head. I can’t say I blame them tho, I would be worried too. And I have been all along.

As I enter my last week before graduation, I’m no longer afraid to admit that I’m scared shitless for life beyond the four walls of a classroom. For months, I’ve had to convince myself that I’ve been the one in control, and that the vagueness of my life post-graduation was all part of my plan. I’ve carried around this care-free attitude as a crutch to my inability to find stability (#gtfoh, did I just say that?). But now, I’ll be the first to admit that, yeah, I. Did. Not. Fucking. Plan. I did not take the initiative. And I did not put myself out there. The situation I’m finding myself in, is all my doing, and none of it intentional.

And as depressing as that may sound, it’s also one of the most liberating things I’ve said in recent months. Obviously it should go without saying, but being honest with yourself is truly one of the greatest feelings in the world. So this is me owning up to the things I have failed to do. This is me saying, “Yeah Mom, you were right. What was I thinking by not applying for those internships?” This is me saying, “You were all rite.”  This is me asking, "How the fuck did I think I'd survive on waiting tables alone?" 

But as with most things, that’s in retrospect. The only important question is: What can I do now? And I think that was my purpose in writing this. I want to hold myself accountable for what happens from here on out.  I'd be fucking with you, and moreover, myself, if I said that I know what happens now.  But if anything, being honest with myself and taking ownership of my faults brings me that much closer.  I can now acknowledge all the balls I've dropped, and opportunities I've missed, and at least hope to not let it happen again.

Which leads me to my newly adopted mantra: The game may no longer be in my favor, but the ball is still in my court.

Cue “Florence & The Machine- The Dog Days Are Over” #twentysomethingproblems

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[ragm]

You are an artist who doesn't make art, but is tortured.

Co-worker, on me and my life

[redolme]

I got a text message from a number I didn't know. Who it ended up being is besides the point. The first person that came to mind -- that thought told me more than I needed to know. 

It made me think about someone I thought I had forgotten. It made me questions whether I should stay stubborn and angry or to soften and forgive? 

Can you have water under a bridge that has been burned? 

I guess I'll never know. Some friendships aren't meant to stand the test of time. You taught me that.