Why Your Twenties Should Be Less Big Choices And More Big Risks



Ah your twenties.

The "peak" of your time here on Earth, apparently.

The decade you're statistically most likely to meet the love of your life, get married and have babies.

Wow.

Yet, if I'm entirely honest, I've never written anything so terrifying in my whole life.

In a world in which our lifespan is growing by the year, being in your twenties right now, is the sudden realisation that you're likely only a quarter of a way through your life.

A quarter.

Which also means, you need to slow down.

Because right now, you probably have the biggest support system you'll ever have. Most of us are fortunate enough to have parents or grandparents, friends and family friends, helping you to navigate the hot mess that is being in your twenties.

And the mistakes you'll make are the ones you'll bounce back from.

You can snog guys and gals in the corner of dark clubs and you can live 4-to-a-room and get drunk on rooftops which you deffo shouldn't be on.

You can quit your job and you can change careers and you can just TAKE YOUR SWEET TIME.

Because actually, in your twenties, time is one thing you really do have.

It's so easy to look at what other people are doing and think you should be doing something along the same lines.

Seeing friends get married or have babies - it can make you question whether you should be in that place too?

But everyone's life path is completely different.

If you've figured yours out than fabulous, good for you.

But if you haven't, well, the chances are you're out here with the majority of people you know.

Don't waste time in a job you don't want to be in, don't go travelling because you think it's what you should be doing.

Take some time to figure this stuff out.

Move countries, be fun-employed, jump out of an aeroplane and do things so that when you look back on in 60 years time, you don't think "WhY was I wasting my prime years commuting for 4 hours a day to a job I hate".


So you might wake up next to the Mr. Wrong once again.

But truly?

Who cares.

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