I’m only 19 and had a whole complex this past year about how I felt like I wasted my childhood/youth and wish I’d spent my high school years doing other things.
Then I realized I’m fucking 19 and have years ahead of me to make up for it, no sense dwelling on the past.
I realize 19 and 26 are different ages, but I’ll also say it’s a proven fact that older people are more satisfied with their lives on average than younger people. You sacrifice your good looks (well, maybe) and excuse to be drinking 5 times a week in exchange for REAL maturity and having your shit together.
Aw, I’m sorry, did I hurt your feelings? Is that why you’re defensively talking out your ass?
Accepting your own nature is not failure, nor is it being a ‘sheep’.
The real sheep are the men who are so pitifully vain and insecure that they’re willing to get cosmetic surgery or put weird chemicals into their bodies because the vanity industry tells them they aren’t good enough.
I don’t know what field you guys are in, but if you want to get hired in mine you need to prove you know your shit by:
Experience
Certificate
Degree
Higher level jobs want 10 years of experience and certificate, some of which requires 5 years experience just to take. The easiest way to enter is to get a degree and you can intern while getting your degree and get some experience. Plus if your major and college don’t suck and your grades are good they can hook you up.
I need to look into some internships. I could have done work-study in my senior year of high school but I wanted to stay in school all day; of course that would have gotten my foot into the door. Maybe I could find an art internship, though my work isn’t eye-opening or spectacular.
What got me though was applying for a job one time and the woman looked at me and said, “You have no work experience?” Bitch, I gotta start somewhere.
The anxiety that one has pissed away the entirety of one’s life up to that point? The fear that one has, to quote Pink Floyd, “missed the starting gun”? The gnawing thought that every decision up to that point has been wrong and that adulthood has gotten off on the wrong foot? Good fuel for a crisis.
I didn’t have one, mind you. I went through the craziest period of my life at about the 1/5th mark. Since then, it’s been smooth sailing as far as my sanity goes.
I think 25 is the age when reality sets in that, while you’re still relatively young and have time to be successful, you’re too old to be some pop celebrity or pro athlete or any other BS delusion.
It’s just weird reading this whiny garbage from SRK. I remember when this forum was like 90% teenagers, and I barely understood half the punctuation-free nonsense you guys posted.
I’ve noticed at my age (26) that I and the people around me haven’t fundamentally changed from when we were younger. We learn to put up socially acceptable façades, gauge priorities, and develop a refined self-awareness of the world, growing innocuously smarter and wiser as a result.
But when put in places or people of complete familiarity, we all tend to, for better or worse, double back to our fundamental states; almost appearing as a regression. I’ve seen it in my much older relatives who are very accomplished and rigid in demeanor, turn into rambunctious “teenagers” simply by being around their old buddies, fondly reminiscing about dumb things they would do- and still want to pursue. Also the completely childish squabbles and feuds the same relatives have, all the while chiding their younger members to be “mature”.
So from the outset of adulthood, I’ve just seen aging as something we do, not something that defines us. Raw wisdom notwithstanding, a 22 year old globetrotter can have a better understanding of life and the human experience, than an 84 year old pig farmer in the Andes.