The fact that we are almost half way through the year scares the living shit out of me. 2018, the year of being 25 was meant to be a year of change. And although lots has changed… it’s not quite what I had expected. I should be debt free by now, I should be looking at moving into my first flat or at least have half of what I planned saved. I should have booked a holiday. I should be a stone lighter, have a tan and be in love with early mornings and exercise (ha, might have been ambitious) I should be onto a higher paid job or winning life at work.
But this is the reality huns.
I’m in work after an emergency day off to take my poorly dog to the vet after forking out 400 quid to get her womb taken out (*sob for my poorly baby and the giant hole in my bank account). I can’t focus on anything as I’m either thinking about money, my dog, my boyfriend or feeling like I need to be at home. I’m on my second coffee of the morning AND I’ve had a cup of tea and if I didn’t have a beaut headache, I’d feel tempted to stick the kettle on again. The temptation to drive home, stop at Mcdonald’s and eat it in bed whilst gossiping about Love Island is at an all-time peak and truthfully, I don’t really know what I’m doing here anymore.
I’ve spoken to a few people about my seemingly mid-twenties crisis and been assured that it’s v. normal and that everyone on Insta that look like they have their shit together, probably don’t. I’ve gotta funny feeling someone set us all up and put the clock on fast forward. I feel like I’m still 23 but at the same time, reaching my 30’s and ain’t got anything sorted.
Time is a little bitch.
Which brings me to my first item on the ‘Things nobody told you about being 25’ list.
The first 5 years of your twenties basically last 2.3 seconds. Turning 21 at Uni only feels like yesterday and my god, yes, life was different (heading out in a bit of cloth dressed as reindeer different) but the realisation that I have now been graduated 4 years makes me feel a little bit ill. I’ve definitely come a long way – I’ve traveled, got a half decent job, got in a long term relationship, learned how to fill in my eyebrows… But nobody tells you about how quick it all goes. I’m now 25 and panicking that the next 5 years will go just as quick and I’ll still be in the exact same spot.
A moment on the lips is a lifetime on the hips has never been so relevant. How did this happen and whyyyyy is it so hard to shift plz? Being 25 is basically being so tired you crave everything bad for you but being force fed chicken salad every day in fear of a triple chin (*I say triple chin because of courseeee nobody told you that that was a thing when you were 24 and innocently eating birthday cake in the office on the daily)
Adult responsibilities = zero money. I thought I’d be laughing when I got my pay-rise last year. 24 year old me thought I’d be balling. Turns out being 25 has meant I’ve had to pay out the majority of my wage to adult things. Bleugh.
YOU ARE TIRED ALL OF THE TIME. I can’t stress this enough. I get a good sleep alright. I’m the queen of naps. I’m on 7-8 hours a night but I’m stillllll tired every single day. Is this life for the next 35 years because I don’t know if I’m keen.
You’ll fall in love and it’ll be terrifying. I feel like any love before you’re 25 is bliss, no pressures, no wrinkles. Now I’m still in love and it’s bliss and I have little wrinkles but nobody told you that once you’re 25, the world would make you feel like everything needs to happen terrifyingly quick and omg I’m 30 in 5 years and I don’t have a ring or babies or a home and if he leaves me now, how do I even be.gin to start again because I haven’t spoken to a boy in 3 years and have no idea what grownups do. LOL LOL LOL.
You’ll experience one or two feelings every single day:
GET ME DRUNK. I NEEED TO DANCE WITH MY GIRLS, DOWN MY COCKTAILS AND EAT 2AM NUGGETS AND CHIPS. SLEEP WHEN YOU DIE, WHERE’S MY HUNS AT, I GOT A PAY RISE BITCHEEEES.
GET ME HOME TO BED. PLZ NOBODY TALK TO ME, I’M DOING NOTHING BUT GET IN THE BATH, NETFLIX AND CHILL AND FALL ASLEEP BY 10PM BECAUSE I’M AN ADULT THAT DOESN’T NEED LATE NIGHTS TO WIN AT LIFE AND I HAVEN’T SLEPT IN 15 YEARS.
Nobody told me that 99% of the days I’d be the latter. Which is kinda convenient with £1.97 in my bank.
Now don’t get me wrong, as scary as it all seems, I am excited for the future. I just worry it’s all gonna fly by and I won’t have had a chance to catch up and take it all in. These should be the best years but they are definitely the hardest. Being 25 is bloody tough and we’re doing crazy well to get through everything that life keeps throwing at us.
I’ll get another coffee down me, stop stressing and try make the best days, one at a time.
25y/o hunnnys – do you have any tips?!
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