The reason I started this blog was to make fun of the 20s, specifically the mid 20s. To make fun of the laughable experiences we all go through and be able to ensure others that the crazy thoughts, events and life lessons that you may think you’re the only one experiencing, we are all going through. I wanted to write about the awkward hook ups, the nights I drank too much tequila and the times I laughed and made memories with my best friends. It’s crazy to think that since I started this blog I have experienced all those things and more. I’ve had my heart broken, I’ve laughed so hard I almost peed my pants and I’ve cried tears of joy and sadness. The one thing I’ve learnt about the mid 20s is that no one experiences it the same. I could pick out three 25 year olds and we could all be in COMPLETELY different points in our lives. I know 25 year olds that are married with kids. I know 25 year olds (like myself) that are still battling out the uni life. And I know 25 year olds that are still just trying to figure it all out. Every one of these stages is completely, and perectly okay to be at. There’s no longer a need in our society to compare our lives to others. Have kids and get married when you’re ready, not because you feel like you have to. Take as long as you want in university and enjoy every second of the laid back uni life. And search as long as you want till you find yourself, your passion and where you want to be in life.
Especially this summer, I learnt to take a second and enjoy where I am in life. Enjoy the moments I may never get again. And to stop wishing I had someone else’s, because where I’m at right now, is not bad at all. 🙂
The title of this blog could literally not suit my current situation any better. I honestly don’t know if I broke like a couple mirrors and am currently living out my 8 years of bad luck, or what the deal is..
For those of you who don’t know, I have seizures. We can’t seem to figure out the reason why I get them. There’s no history in my family and nothing abnormal comes back on my scans and tests I get done. That alone if beyond frustrating. Every time I get a seizure, I lose my license my 6 months. Again, beyond frustrating. And to put the cherry, on this already not so pleasant sundae, I have to go on seizure medication which has the most outrageous side effects, including memory loss, speech problems, appetite and personality change and the most ridiculous and vivid dreams.
Though all those things are frustrating and just altogether suck, I constantly remind myself that it could be worse and there are people out there that have it worse than me.
A few nights ago I got in a car accident. It was pretty bad, bad enough that my car is totalled, but luckily I walked away with just burns and bruises. Again after this situation, after I asked myself repeatedly: “Why me?”, I again reminded myself that things could be worse. I could have been more injured, etc etc..
In life, we are given so many trials. We are pushed and pulled and put in situations where we are given the choice to feel bad for ourselves, or make the best out of our situations.
Though I would like to hide away in my bed, and sit in a familiar medicated daze, I am choosing happiness this time. I am choosing to look on the bright side and to surround myself with people who will tell me they miss my smile when it’s not on my face.
I have a phrase that I like to say when I get frustrated and feel hurt: “It’s fine”. And in the moments I usually say this phrase, it isn’t fine, I’m not going to lie. But by saying this phrase, I’m reminding myself that it will be fine again, and by saying this, I am reassuring myself that the hurt I am feeling in that moment will subside, it will go away.
There are no rainbows without rain and by the way, who doesn’t like a good dance in the rain anyway.
I hope you all had an amazing long weekend.
Here’s the song I’ve been obsessing over lately.
Sending you all lots of love and positive vibes.