Lately, I find myself looking back on the last couple years and wondering where I went wrong and how if I would have done just one or two things differently how much better my life could be.
At fourteen when I started the course that was supposed to become my career when I graduated I expected by twenty to have a good life made for myself. But, I’m twenty now and six years later I look back and I’m no where near where I’d hoped I’d be.
So many people have told me, “you’re only twenty, you have so much life left ahead of you. Don’t stress the small stuff.” But, that little 14 year old version of myself is so disappointed and heartbroken over the way things panned out.
Which, brings me back to the first point I’ve made; if I had done things a little differently, finished it a little earlier, would I be where I thought I was supposed to be by now ?
I like to blame the economy for the way things panned out, but I have to take some responsibility myself. Right ? That’s the “adult” thing to do. Be accountable for your own actions.
Yet, I still find myself asking on a regular basis, why me ? Guess I’m not as good at this “adulting” thing as I thought.