I hadn't blogged in more than a year and, of course, A LOT of things have happened since my last entry.
I recently turned 25 and, surprisingly, it hasn't freaked me out. Perhaps I'm supposed to break down sooner or later because I still haven't mastered the art of adulting, but the thing is... I'm over my quarter life crisis.
Back in 2015 I was completely lost. I didn't know what I wanted to do with my life and ended up writing about it here. Turns out I made the right decision to take a few months off. But it wasn't just that year. It started in 2014 about one year after graduating from university. I decided to resign from my first job and accepted one "in the industry where I really want to be" (as per my old self). I WAS WRONG. After three months in the events industry, I was miserable. But I didn't quit. At least not right away. I stayed for another year and one month before I packed my bags and had my first taste of solo travel in Hong Kong.
I believe that decision triggered all the opportunities that have opened to me until this moment. Funny how two years ago, I was done believing in opportunities. And I quote myself, "I thought the universe had immense opportunities lined up for me. Well… It’s bullshit. I don’t know what I want. I thought I did. But, lately, it feels like I just spend my days doing what I do because I have to. And the feeling sucks. Sometimes I feel incredibly tired and it’s as if I just let the days pass me by. I go through each day, ridiculously trying to convince myself that something meaningful will happen. I used to be a dreamer. I honestly miss that. But sometimes the world fucks you over and your perspective in life changes."
Despite my frustrations back then, I simply kept going (because what other choice did I have?) and it paid off.
Opportunities never cease to come. If today is not your day, it could be tomorrow. Don't stop living your life just because it isn't happening.Even if it's difficult, even if it seems impossible, keep moving forward. One day you'll look back and realize how much things can change, how time can make things better. Just keep going.
I've surrounded myself with people who matter to me most. I'm constantly working on becoming a better person, friend, worker. I do things that genuinely make me happy like travelling, meeting new people, listening to good music, reading books.
I can't say I'm happy every single day, but I finally have specific goals now and I'm working towards achieving them all. It took me years to find clarity and to convince myself that my life has meaning, but it's never too late. Not for me. And certainly not for you.
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