Thanks to the eccentric depiction of “twenty somethings” in today’s society; whether it be blogs splattered all over the internet, television series, films or simply trendy hashtags such as #postgradproblems, twenty something has been turned into an exceptionally stereotyped and…
Be supportive. Be open-minded. Be nice.
Don’t allow your “no” to be the beginning of a negotiation.
The more I realize that I in fact am a control freak, the more I am able to convince myself that some things are better left uncontrolled. I know it might sound like contrary logic, but hear me out.
People will kill you over time, and how they’ll kill you is with tiny, harmless phrases, like “be realistic”.
Life oftentimes leads us to difficult situations. Be positive.
I certainly spent most of high school and the beginning of college more concerned with what my body looked like than anything else.
If we like something, we keep our mouth shut about it, or we discuss it as minimally as possible. If we don’t, we’re extremely vocal about it.
Living in the South, playing the polite games of our yesterdays, and what some might say is destined to be our tomorrows, we find ourselves fixated on mundane trivial falsities to the face, which result in stabbing the back.
Truthfully, a part of me wishes I could go back in time to when I was able, just to savor that sweet taste of independence for one more second, but life doesn’t exactly operate like that.