A good friend of mine, B, told me I was going through a quarter-life crisis.
My reaction to that statement was “What the f#$% is a quarter-life crisis?”
I hit the all-knowing internet and sure enough it’s really a thing. It has symptoms and experts writing articles about how to deal with the stress of being a twenty-something in the age of your peers posting all of their success on social media.
I would be lying if I said it didn’t hit home. Former college buddies are taking trips overseas and starting their dream careers while I sit on my couch watching Living Single marathons. I definitely saw my life heading in a different direction than where I am now.
At 24, I made the decision to return back to college. I cut hours at my job and hustled through several unpaid internships and to achieve my dream of becoming an on-air news reporter. I made connections with everybody and anybody I came across who could help me reach my goal. I always believed that hard work could and WOULD get me anywhere I wanted to go. I feel like I did everything right to achieve my goal, but I’m still here sitting on my couch wondering where I went wrong. Sometimes, I feel like the wrong age, sex, race and size for this business.
Don’t take this as a “woe is me” party. I’m thankful for what I’ve been blessed with. I have a healthy baby girl who is the light of my life. I did successfully graduate from college. I guess I’m taking all of this a lot harder than I expected.
Writer Robin Marantz Henig suggested those going through a crisis to “appreciate the process so you can enjoy little victories without stressing too much about the endgame.” Although it sounds too good to be true at this moment in time, it’s worth a try. I’ve worked too hard to turn back now.