29/06/2015

Twenty Eight

Tomorrow, when I wake, I will be another year older. Twenty eight. Twenty eight?? As much as I could pretend that twenty seven was still closer to being in my mid twenties, there's no denying now that I'm in my late twenties. Almost thirty. It's terrifying stuff.

This year marks ten years since I turned eighteen, and thought I was an adult. My birthday came as the Leaving Cert ended, and the summer was filled with promise. I was heading off to college in September. I had a summer job. I could go out and drink any night I wanted. I had no worries, or responsibilities. I could do it all, and intended to.


Turning eighteen

Ten years later, my life hasn't exactly turned out how I expected it to. I ended up dropping out of college after my first year. I got a job in a local shop, then moving to a local supermarket, then to my current job. I expected my twenties to be filled with travel, good friends, with the possibility of going back to college. Instead, I made some bad relationship choices, that found me stuck where I was, physically and emotionally. On the upside, I gained a son, so there's one pro at least.

Some of the things I've learned in the last ten years include,
- Walking home with an ex while you're both in relationships may result in being stabbed. Not by said ex, or their girlfriend, but whatever. Still counts.
- Sternum piercings are likely to be ripped out when in contact with chest hair. Again, not my own chest hair. You get the picture.
- As much as I thought they were interfering when I was younger, I don't think I could have gotten through the last few years without my family.
- Your metabolism will not stay the same past your teens. While you could always eat and drink what you wanted, the weight creeps up, and it's harder to get rid of the second time around.
- Being an adult isn't all it's cracked up to be. Bills are the work of the devil!
- All of your childhood friends won't stick around, but those who do are golden.

Like I said, it's not all bad. I've matured and grown in ways I didn't think imaginable in the last ten years, but some days I still feel like that clueless little eighteen year old. I never saw myself staying in retail for so long, but to be honest, I enjoy it. I have time to spend with Caelen, to craft and create, and I feel all the better for it. I'm finally in a good, functional, loving relationship. I get along with my family. The friends I have, I wouldn't change for the world. I feel like I have it all now. Twenty eight, I'm ready for you, just be sparing with the wrinkles!

2 comments:

  1. It's funny how we all think we're adults once we hit 18 - we were still kids, really! Hope you have a fantastic birthday! :-)

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    1. Isn't it just the funniest? I thought I was so wordly and wise at 18 haha!

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