At what age are you supposed to have your life figured out?
Or even, when should you have a general idea of where your life is headed?
Or, most importantly, should I be worried that I’m close on twenty-two years old and have absolutely no idea what I want to do with my life?
From outside appearance, you’d think I had my life on lock. I have a college degree, plus a handful of bonus university credits. I have a 9-5, Monday to Friday office job, plus an (excuse me for sounding douchey) impressive savings account.
At twenty-one, I guess that’s better than a lot of people can say.
In reality though, I’m incredibly discontent in most aspects of my life right now. I dredge through my workday, come home and eat with my family, then spend the evening in my bedroom on the internet. Occasionally, I’ll go for a coffee with a friend.
Day by day by day, my life is boring. And I have no idea how to change that.
I have no idea where my interests lie, in my professional or casual life. You’d think after living my whole life with myself, I’d be more aware of what I like. But I have no hobbies to take up my free time, and if I were offered a choice of any career in the world, I couldn’t even begin to choose.
Shouldn’t I have this figured out by now?
My mom suggested I take some university courses. Try out some fitness classes. Keep exploring my options until I find something I’m passionate about. Maybe I’ll surprise myself and have a love (and talent of?) belly dancing. I’ll never know until I try.
Yeah, maybe I shouldn’t worry about not having my life in order by my twenty second birthday. But there’s no reason to sit around and wait for things to sort themselves out. Life’s what you make it, after all, so you might as well get out there and make the most of it. I’m choosing to start exploring my life options; who knows where my passion will lie and how long it will take to find it?