When I was much younger --20 years old-- I remember being full of excitement…happy to be an almost-grown woman of legal age and jazzed about all that this meant to me: I could drink…legally. I would be an adult so didn't have to listen to and do what other people told me (something I was never good at). I would be graduating from college soon and ready to tackle my new career. I was propelling myself forward on a real live grown-up life! I'm sure I didn't really know what all this meant, but I couldn't wait.
But if I remember correctly, I was also unsure of so many things. Like how would I find a job I really wanted? Not just a job, but one that I really wanted. And, I didn't want to marry the guy I was dating, but I really dug him; I went to college and he didn't, and he was happy with his working-class salary and I wanted more. How would we figure this out? I was socially awkward (still am, at times) and I was always annoying somebody…not only was it usually unintentional, most of the time I wasn't even aware. What to do about that? My friends and I were all going in different directions. Could we maintain the friendship? Would I make new friends? How? I was always full of questions about the "rules of society": marriage? kids? dress rules? social decorum? How to decide what really matters? Read more:
http://www.thespinsterliciouslife.com/2011/10/talking-to-my-20-year-old-self.html
