This is a post that’s sorta been flitting around in my mind for a while but I’ve literally had no idea what to say or how to approach it so I’ve put off writing anything. But… I’m coming up to my 23rd birthday and I feel now is more relevant that ever to declare the fact that, I have absolutely no idea what I’m doing. And that’s okay.
I recently found this photo…
On Facebook and after a particularly frustrating day, reading that felt like a whole weight had been lifted off my shoulders. It’s only a little thing. A simple thing. But something about it made me feel 10 times better. Especially finding out that my absolute hero *Walt Disney* didn’t have it altogether when he was my age, yet look what he achieved.
I don’t really know where this post is going, which I feel is quite relevant, considering the topic, but I just wanted to vent a little bit about the fact that I’m approaching 23 and have no idea what the fuck I’m doing or where the fuck I want to be. Sorry for being awfully sweary but today calls for swearyness.
I’ve never had a set plan; I was always one of these people who wanted to do something new every week and has tried everything under the sun from playing the piano, drama, being a teaching assistant or a fitness instructor. Wanting to join the police force, wanting to be a drummer in a band or a hairdresser. Like, seriously, it’s pretty ridiculous.
I never went to University and although thinking back now, I wish I had, there’s still not a subject I would have liked to do and think I would have benefitted from. But now I’m almost 23 with no University degree, a ton of experience, a bucket full of dreams but absolutely no idea where to go with them. And it’s pretty scary.
But then I remember how young 23 actually is. Someone on Twitter said it was, ‘a pretty clueless age’ which actually made me feel better and have a little chuckle. I can understand that; early 20’s can be confusing as hell and although there’s the lucky ones who already have it all worked out, the majority of us don’t and that fact in itself makes me feel more united that anything has in a long time.
So remember, everything is a working progress. You are a working progress. You’ll never be finished because we’re always adapting and changing and that’s life. I had no idea what I’m doing at 22. I will have no idea what I’m doing at 23 and I probably won’t have any idea what I’m doing at 30, 40 or 50 either.
But as long as you’re happy, kind and caring and never stop dreaming; you’ll be okay. I plan to spend my 23rd year discovering new things, finding myself and most of all, winging it. I’m going with the flow and whatever happens, happens.
So… As my idol himself once said, ‘If you can dream it, you can do it’. And if bankruptcy at 23 is good enough for Walt Disney, it’s good enough for me.