So there’s only one month till I turn 25.
For some reason, two, three and four years ago I thought those birthdays were the end of the world. Twenty-one and twenty three especially. Twenty three was the last day of my undergraduate classes. I skipped my last class to spend the afternoon at a bar sharing laughs and pitchers of Sam Adams with a friend. It was that night also that I turned over the gavel of the College Democrats that I had been leading for the better part of two years not including my work with Students for Kerry in 2003-2004.
I don’t know why I’m so afraid of 25. I don’t know what there really is to BE afraid of. I mean, I can rent cars for cheaper now, I get lower rates on my insurance…well if I had insurance but I think the fact that I’m that much closer to my 30’s scares the bejebus out of me. I mean by 30 I want to be married and well on my way to having the chil’ens.
But that’s five years away and I think back to how quickly the LAST five years of my life went by and all that I learned in them.
So over the next month, I’m calling out for guest posters to write about their experiences turning 25, and their quarter life birthdays - maybe they’ll ease my fears. I mean, I can’t possibly be afraid of my quarter life crisis because I’m pretty sure that’s already set in. I know this because there have been moments in my days where I am terrified of what’s ahead of me, so much so that I have considered counseling again just to ease my fears. So if you’re interested in guest blogging - i don’t know how this usually works - but let me know!
But I mean if we think about what we do in our 20’s - it’s like in 20 years we learn how to walk, talk, make friends, go to school, read, write, develop talents and then in a mere 5-7 years we learn how to live life, we have our hearts broken to a point where it feels beyond repair, we move out, we move on, we get jobs, pay bills, feed ourselves with our own money, go into debt and get ourselves out. It all is so overwhelming, and when you stop to think about what everyone tells us we need to get done NOW it’s hard to stop to think that…I can wait on this. I have the REST of my life. Time frames seem so forced and yet…so necessary.
I haven’t thought about what my 25th year is going to be like. The past five have been so easy. I accomplished so much and I guess all that’s really left is to figure out what my next step is career wise. Boyfriend and I are taking things at our own leisurely pace and I’m very happy with that because the last thing I need while I figure out “what’s next…” is stress on the relationship front.
So anyhoo…if you’re interesting in guest posting about your 25th birthday/quarterlife crisis/quarterlife anything over the next month…let me know! 
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