It’s been a while since we last had a chat. I’m sorry about that. There’s only so much that we can talk about before it sounds repetitive or sounding like I’m always bitching. So here we are. I’m honestly here because I need to vent. That’s pretty much what I feel like I do best. I’m slightly kidding about that. But to simply put where my head is it, here are three words to sum it up: I am frustrated.
I’m frustrated with life. Before you get on your high horse with “if there’s something that you don’t like about life, you can fix it,” I know. But as much as that is true, there are somethings that you can’t help. When life happens, it happens. I do think that things happen for a reason, and it will eventually work itself out, but it rough sometimes. But I’m just over everything right now. I’m currently on vacation from work, and it ends literally in a couple days. I have no desire to come back. It’s not like I hate my job. In fact, I really like my job. I think a lot of it has to do with the fact that it’s not what I truly want to be doing. While I’m good at it, that doesn’t mean that I want to forever.
I think that most of my frustration comes from I’m not where I thought I would be at this stage of my life. I’m 28 years old, still live with my parents due to student loans, work at a decent paying job, and I’m single as single can be. I think that in my mind, I’m freaking out just because I’m like two years closer to 30, which is strange, by the way. I don’t want to be living like this when I’m 30. I guess I’m having a quarter-life crisis.
Maybe it’s time that I try to do something about it and just hope that everything will work itself out. I do think that I’m something too responsible for my own good. It’s not like I’m a buzzkill, but I tend to over worry and think about things. Like I would like a new iPad, and I’ve been thinking about getting one for the past week. I haven’t jumped on it because of the cost and always going, “Do I actually need it?” Its things like that make me wonder if I’m actually holding myself back because I’m afraid to take that next step due to failure or cost. But that’s a story for another time.
Thank you for listening. Hope to talk to you soon
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