Growing up, I was convinced that my twenties were going to be like Friends. Working a job, hanging with a core group of friends all the time, and chilling at our favourite coffee house. Living some kind of kooky special life where the greatest things had yet to come. Having exciting dating experiences that I would be able to laugh about with my friends.
Instead, what I got was vastly different. I worked a lot, hardly had any close girlfriends, and had a lot of weird times. There were a ton of great things that happened. I met my partner Patrick, I graduated university, I moved to a great new city, started and mostly ended a career, and now am starting a new one.
But it has definitely been nothing like I was led to believe on Friends.
Its been harder than I could have imagined. I couldn’t wait to be in my twenties when I was a teenager. That’s when things would really change and be awesome. Life would really start. But in a way it really has just been a continuation of my teens. I still have so much to learn, I still have a lot of challenges to face, and I still have so much more of life to experience.
I thought that once I was turning 30 I would be in such a different place in life. Married, kids, established career, those are the life milestones I always imagined that I would have hit by now. But being here now, I almost feel like I wasn’t even close to ready for those things by 27 or 28. Even now, I’m only just feeling ready to really entertain those things. Maybe thirties me will really be the best me. Maybe it doesn’t have to be a mourning of my twenties ending (though I can imagine there will be some drunk tears on my birthday) but rather a celebration of all that is yet to come.
Have you hit your thirties yet? Is it really all I hear? Let me know in the comments! I love hearing from you. (And as always, don’t forget to like and follow the blog to hear first when new posts go live.)