Okay I know I may not exactly be an OAP but the fact I’m getting older has been on my mind A LOT lately. I’m 25 years old however I’m scared to blink incase I open my eyes and I’m 90 in a old folks home with a purple rinse (lil exaggeration but you know what I mean). But seriously Is it just me or has 2017 been the quickest year in history? I swear it was only Christmas 2016 last month and I can already hear Michael Buble’s cheesy voice singing christmas carols already ahhhh! With time flying by I’ve been trying to have a more positive outlook on life lately. Cheesy I know but it has seriously been working. So I thought I would share with you some of my personal positive points about embracing getting older.
Knowing yourself better
Looking back at my 18 year old self I thought I knew EVERYTHING about the world and myself when in reality I knew absolutely nada. I didn’t know what I wanted to do or what I believed in. I wasn’t even sure of my style back then or what clothes I felt comfortable in. I was a little lost pup trying to find my way in life worrying about the daftest of things. Whereas now at 25 I may not fully understand the world but I feel I know myself a lot better. What I like and what I don’t like. I know what excites me in my working life and what makes me happy in my personal life. I have milestones and goals set, many of which I have already managed to tick off. I also know that I freaking love a Chinese takeaway and that sometimes a weekend in with a face mask is the cure for anything.I may not have everything completely worked out but I feel like I’m getting there with knowing who I am.
With age comes confidence
I’m not saying I’m completely comfortable with myself as my friends and family would need to disagree as they have to deal with me on my bad days…Think of the changing room scene in White Chicks, yup the “Tina the talking tummy” one, my sister has actually used that to describe me on several occasions. HOWEVER I do beleive I have a little more confidence than I did back in my younger years. I think it’s a mix of becoming more comfortable with who I am combined with just not caring what anyone else thinks. When you stop caring as much life becomes SO much easier. If I like that crazy ass outfit I’m buying that crazy ass outfit okaaaay!
Reflecting on what you’ve achieved & Be Freaking Proud!
I am sOoOo bad at focusing on what I don’t have and what I haven’t done to the extent it can sometimes get me down. We live in a world where accomplishments are not registered unless there is picture evidence of it on the Instagram. But when you actually take the time to look at what you’ve accomplished over the last few years which may not of made it’s way on to social media it’s pretty damn incredible. I feel like the 3 years since I left university has been a blur but no wonder, in those small 3 years I’ve travelled the world and ticked off many of my dream destinations, graduated with a Honors Degree, got a job I absolutely love, bought a house and made the best memories ever. Make your own list, you’ll be pleasantly surprised!
You can be selfish
You can do what you want, when you want and how you want to do it. That’s the luxury of being a “grown up”. Quit that sucky job you don’t like and buy that ice-cream you love. I was in a job a few years back that I HATED and dread, I am now in a job I absolutely love and buzz of off with the best colleagues in the world. Being independent allows you to choose your own path as cheesy as that sounds. You can do what makes YOU happy, if chilling watching Netflix in your pants eating pizza makes you happy. DO IT.
The parties are bigger and better
Whoever said growing up was boring definitely had the wrong family and friends. The parties may not be every weekend but I swear I must have at least 2/3 things on a month at the moment and they are never civilised or boring let me tell you.. Engagements, weddings, birthdays, house warmings you name it there’s a party for it. The celebrations are definitely bigger and better as you get older because everyones just trying to prove they’ve still “got it” myself included tehehe! I’ll be the last man standing unless someone mentions chips and cheese. However I can’t even pretend to shine a positive light on those hangovers. I swear since I’ve turned 25 they’ve been 100000% worse. I need that one weekend “aff it” to recover for the next one.
There you have it. Some of the fabulous things about getting older according to yours truly. I’m trying my best not to dread but embrace every year that goes by. You’re not defined by the number of years you’ve been on this earth. Getting old is a luxury many souls did not have the chance to have. Enjoy it ❤