Well, well, well. A lot has changed hasn’t it? With everything that is happening in the world right now, it seems petty to think about what’s going on in my own life. But it’s all relative, isn’t it?
You see reader, I’m a thinker. From the minute that I wake up to the time that I attempt to go to sleep, I always have something on my mind. “Gosh this bus is taking ages”. “Should I have left earlier?” “Is what I’m wearing okay?” “Do I look like I am ill?” “Can people tell that I am not going to work?” “Shouldn’t I be further along in life now?” and my personal favourite “what the hell is my life going to look like this time next year?” Even though I can’t ever really know and probably shouldn’t care, I still do. And I wonder if it is a thing that my generation worries about so much?
Its just so easy to compare everything nowadays. I don’t mean comparing your latest Instagram post to mine (don’t bother, I rarely use it) or wondering why your breasts seem to be facing Enfield and mine are ever increasingly facing Croydon. I mean the things that people my age were taught to need or have achieved by the of thirty:
- A full-time job (at least 40 hours a week) with a pension and career prospects. It doesn’t matter if you don’t enjoy it. That’s why it’s called work!
- A husband/wife
- A child or two
- A house with a mortgage. Doesn’t matter if it’s somewhere that you don’t want to live, or if you’re not even sure if you are ready for that kind of commitment. It’s the done thing!
Having spoken to a few of my friends, we aren’t the care-free “millennials”(I hate that term) that we are portrayed as. We work hard. We aren’t bumbling along at clubs all weekend or at Glastonbury (which is my own personal nightmare. I hate camping). We are constantly worried that we are not doing things quickly enough and we are getting older, yet falling so far behind our parents. We feel like we are not doing enough and that we are already behind on building our legacies, even though our lives have barely even started.
The truth is, I want to work in a Full-Time job where I don’t wake up every morning considering quite drastic /life threatening ways to avoid work. I want to do a job that I can be proud of. Not just earning money and yes, there is a difference.
I think that it would be nice to have a partner and maybe get married. But if that doesn’t happen by the time I turn thirty, then you know what? I will be okay. I will still have a life. And maybe I will have children but I have no intentions of doing this in the next few years. I have other things that I want more right now.
And as for owning a property? *bleep* knows. I don’t know anyone who has managed to get on the house ladder without a partner, very generous parents or a feeling of ease about living in the armpit end of the home counties, AS LONG AS THEY ON THE HOUSING LADDER!!!!
So, what I want to say is that I understand the concerns of my parents and others of their generation. I get it. You want us to have what you have but with more success. I get that especially if you come from an immigrant background (like I do) there can be a sense of having to please the relatives and elders that still live back home (my family that live over here call Jamaica, home). But rest assured, no matter what paths our lives take, we will be okay. I will be okay. And in the meantime, I am more than happy to put the work in but also to adopt a Lloyd Dobler attitude. My dare to be great situation will come along.
Have a great week, everyone. And in this political climate, I hope that you are taking the time to administer some self-care when you can.
All the best,