The unsubtle art of mid-twentying

There comes a time when we all have to go through perhaps the most confusing stage of life, thus far at least, in my far from sufficient experience.

I'd argue it's one of those life conundrums that really have no definitive answer or no right way to do things albeit drawing comparisons between oneself and your peers certainly would fall in the no no category.

It is around this window where peers get married, have little ones, start families, have ruracios and all that shebang all the while you have been in and out of 4 talking stages in the past month. Drawing comparisons in such scenarios will have you wondering where you went wrong asking the good Lord for a heart to heart to politely inquire if you are a rock or something.

Others opt for climbing the corporate ladder making absolutely fantastic strides in a fast paced and extremely difficult work ecosystem which is absolutely fantastic and heartwarming to see. There is nothing I am prouder of than seeing my peers doing well in the corporate world: attending tech events, delivering talks, getting promotions and what not.

As fantastic as that may be, the hard bit is balancing or attempting to balance it all with a healthy personal life all the while being in control and not just maintaining a facade of being in control. 

Finding that sweet spot where it's all perfectly balanced, if there even is such  a thing, I think is the hardest bit of it all.

Sometimes things may be going absolutely terribly at work, your personal relationships taking that as a challenge and going even worse but the world keeps spinning and you absolutely have to get your shit together.

When it rains it pours and this is where imposter syndrome sometimes makes a grand entrance like the devil on your shoulder imploring you to have a look at how well your peers have it together and what a loser you are.

How to get past it all? The simple answer is I haven't got a clue.

The longer perhaps more helpful answer is whatever works for you. Just try finding something that anchors you and keeps you sane and don't forget to live a little.


With love,
_storyteller


(PS:You got this)

Comments

  1. Anonymous8 November 2024 at 20:41

    Nice. Whatever works for you man

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  2. Anonymous8 November 2024 at 21:48

    Twenties really be twentying

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