The Unbearable Lightness of Being
I am 30 years old.
I am a wife, a daughter, a friend.
I am a cat mom. I am a Flyers fan.
That's about all I know.
When I try to envision myself where I will be in 5 years, I have absolutely no idea.
I'll still be a wife, a daughter, a friend. But what else will I be?
My career is a big question mark right now, and that scares the hell out of me. I keep trying to be okay with what I'm doing now, and for some hours, or days at a time, that is enough. Then that old itch comes back and it won't stop bothering me. But where that itch is, I can't quite figure it out - I just know it's there and has yet to be scratched.
Books and movies and our parents have taught us that we can be whatever want to be. But that isn't really true, is it? I'd like to be a fashion blogger and travel the world. I'd like to design store fronts in an Anthropologie window display. I'd like to write the next great American novel. I'd like to discuss literature all day long. But all of these jobs require a certain skill-set, or series of letters after your last name, or a brand new Master's degree that I can't afford.
How do I find a job that doesn't require me to completely turn my life upside down? How can I find a job that will make me happy now, using the skills I already have?
I envy other people because it seems like everyone else always has it more "together" than me. If you ask people, a lot of them will say that they like or even love their job. And then here I am, struggling to get out of bed everyday, wondering if this is all there is.
This isn't all there is. I just know it. But how do I find that thing I feel like I'm missing?
I am a wife, a daughter, a friend.
I am a cat mom. I am a Flyers fan.
That's about all I know.
When I try to envision myself where I will be in 5 years, I have absolutely no idea.
I'll still be a wife, a daughter, a friend. But what else will I be?
My career is a big question mark right now, and that scares the hell out of me. I keep trying to be okay with what I'm doing now, and for some hours, or days at a time, that is enough. Then that old itch comes back and it won't stop bothering me. But where that itch is, I can't quite figure it out - I just know it's there and has yet to be scratched.
Books and movies and our parents have taught us that we can be whatever want to be. But that isn't really true, is it? I'd like to be a fashion blogger and travel the world. I'd like to design store fronts in an Anthropologie window display. I'd like to write the next great American novel. I'd like to discuss literature all day long. But all of these jobs require a certain skill-set, or series of letters after your last name, or a brand new Master's degree that I can't afford.
How do I find a job that doesn't require me to completely turn my life upside down? How can I find a job that will make me happy now, using the skills I already have?
I envy other people because it seems like everyone else always has it more "together" than me. If you ask people, a lot of them will say that they like or even love their job. And then here I am, struggling to get out of bed everyday, wondering if this is all there is.
This isn't all there is. I just know it. But how do I find that thing I feel like I'm missing?
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