duro. dificil. hard in french, whatever that word is. you get my meaning. this late-20's/early-30's stuff can push a lady to her limits. as i spend time each week supporting my dear, wonderful, smart, thoughtful and mostly single ladyfriends, i recognize that the struggles i face aren't just mine (even though they feel that way sometimes :)). this is just that time of life when all the amazing paths you thought you had open seem to be closing around you and all of a sudden you're not sure all of the hard work and pain and tears you put into this life of yours will end up being worth it. it's when you're forced to face your twenties and wonder if you made the right choices. there's no way to know, so you just have to keep swimming.
at 23, i felt like this:
and now i feel like this dude:
boo.
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this was my day. verbatim.
:( sorry sonjita. spent the post-work hour listening to a friend trying to figure out what the hell is next, and i feel like it's all i ever wonder...and then i keep treading water.
Yeah, that's exactly how I feel at this stage in my life too. I think you're right--we just have to keep trying and be proud of the decisions we've made up to this point...
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