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creatingnikki · 3 months

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Dear twenty-seven year old me,

You have your work cut out for you, let me just say that right away. I am sorry but this is all I could do. I, the twenty-six-year-old, who had to abandon the home she was happy and struggling to build. And the ones before me, the twenty-five, twenty-four, twenty-three, twenty-two, twenty-one, and twenty-year-old selves too — I won't say we did the best we could but I will say that we tried.

Of course, now, with five days left before I turn 27, I finally know that sometimes trying is not enough. For things that absolutely matter to you, for things you absolutely want, trying is not enough. And so you, you have to do better than try.

Too much pressure? But you only have to try for yourself. You don't have to try for the world or anybody in it. You don't have to try to be kinder, sweeter, politer, or more useful. Friends, lovers, corporations, ideologies will always demand more and more and more from you. And for them I tried and tried and tried. All of your twenty-something selves until now did. Your teen selves too.

Also, just because you are a good person, it does not mean that the world will treat you better. One of the hardest truths to accept and understand. Of course, you were never good because you thought there would be such a reward but you always just assumed that it would only be natural for life to be just and fair in these ways. Now I know it's not.

Please, remember, you do not have to be quiet and take it all lying down. You can still speak your mind and respectfully put people back in their place instead of letting them walk all over you. You are no Gandhi. You should only show your other cheek to someone when they have kissed one cheek and now you want them to kiss the other. Not to slap you again.

When you are tired, when you are upset and demotivated, please, take rest. Pause but do not quit or abandon. You know, our abandonment issues may just have something to do with the fact that we have quite easily abandoned our values, goals, and dreams at different stages of life.

Either because we wanted to accommodate another person or because of the hurdles that showed up. Or because it was us who did not believe that our goals and values and dreams were worthy of being faithful to, worthy of being met, worthy of being celebrated.

But dear twenty-seven-year-old me, listen to me. You are worthy. And I know you like proof and reason and not empty flattery or words of affirmation. And I could list a thousand reasons and this isn't even a hyperbole — I really could. However, all you need to know to believe that is that you have lived a life that is gracious and graceful. God loving, not god fearing. Fear has never motivated you in any walk of life. You are someone that if you were to come across you would not only really like but gosh you would be in utter awe and really respect.

Above any reason I could give you, however, is this — you have to support yourself, no matter who you are and how you decide to live your life, you have to support yourself.

Okay, now that all of this important stuff is out of the way I just want to say, while you work hard at what is important, have fun (as much as is possible and in ways that is safe) and keep writing. For dreams that do not seem possible right now, put them on hold but do not abandon them or shoot them in the head. For dreams that are possible now, don't overthink.

Balance, breathe, and go back to basics. That is all you have to remember when it all gets too much. I love you, your mother loves you, and there are a handful more on that list. If all else pales in face of pain, go to them. In joy and abundance too, go to them. In the mundanity of life too, be by them whenever possible.

All my love, now and forever, 26-year-old you.

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paniniqueen · 1 year

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Just a tired old cliche…

I’m 23 years old and just waking up to the fact that I will never achieve what I thought I would. The person I am now is so vastly different from that smart and talented 16 year old with so much potential.

tumblr user @raenprabhaker // tumblr user @ritikajyala //Alias, Regret // Taylor Swift, “this is me trying” // Comment by Pinterest user Inatoli // Taylor Bickett, “Quarter Life Crisis” // Taylor Swift, “right where you left me” // my notes app diary // tumblr user @jb-blunk // Alias, Regret // Taylor Bickett, “Quarter Life Crisis” // tumblr user @ritikajyala

#Web weaving #burnout #gifted kid burnout #adhd #this is me trying core #Taylor swift #taylor bickett #quarter life crisis #twenty something #right where you left me #poetry #lyrics #sad girl hours sorry

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foreshvdowing · 3 months

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really felt the purple light

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mind-over-madness · 1 year

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This is my first ever tattoo and I am just so so so happy so please look at it thank you ☺️

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lifeimitatesart1998 · 8 months

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I drive fast, wind in my hair, push it to the limits 'cause I just don't care

#me #personal #selfie #my photos #car selfie #make up #blue eyeliner #blonde hair #wind in my hair #twenty something

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tiedyewitch999 · 7 months

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It’s my Birthday Weekend 🎈✨

⚖️ (Sunday, October 1)

I’ll be turning 26. Battling the birthday blues. Here’s to another trip around the 🌞!!

If anyone would like to treat me, I have both PayPal & CashApp

#birthday #my birthday #birthday weekend #personal #Libra #october 1 #twenty something

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capturingdisney · 11 months

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#twenty something #pixar #pixaredit #pixar edit #pixarcap #Pixar shorts #pixar short #pixar animation studios #pixar short film #capturingdisney #*

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vertigoartgore · 7 months

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The countdown as begun: There is "only" 364 days left until the 30th anniversary of Friends's pilot (or "Monica Gets A New Roommate").

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laz-kay · 4 months

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Officially been diagnosed as an "exhausted asthmatic" today which is hilarious to me. I've been sick consecutively for months, and it turns out it's all been one huge asthma attack encompassed with burnout🤨 On the plus side, my eGFR and ECG were great, so my vital organs will survive through my next bottle of Sauvignon Blanc✌️

#living in my rudy era fr #i was honestly expecting my blood results to be shit but we move #genuinely thought i have some autoimmune problem but nah i’m just gasping for air all the damn time apparently #it ain’t easy being wheezy #I’ve lived me entire adult life without inhalers #i fully get why i need them now #it’s nice to breathe like a person y’know?#asthmatic #asthma #healthcare #burnout #twenty something #adhd #adhd in women

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poetmercy · 8 months

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LETTERS TO AN OLD FRIEND - REISS WHITCLINE (via @poetmercy)

#poetry #spilled ink #writing #writeblr #writers of tumblr #poets on tumblr #lost friends #growing up #twenty something #my writing #reiss writes

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permdaydreamer · 8 months

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I’m actually so sick of people my age acting like they have it all figured out and acting like they have the adulting thing down. Like literally none of us know what we are doing, and I’m tired of pretending like I do while everyone else pretends too. Because it just makes us all feel like we are stupid and behind. So like let’s all be young and inexperienced and unsure together!! Because in a few years we will look back at this moment and realize just how young and inexperienced and unsure we were, so how about we just act like it.

#college #twenty something #young adult #teenagers #high school #university #i am a mess #girlhood #growing up #student life

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creatingnikki · 10 months

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You've had your Before Sunrise moments. You've had your rooftop moments. You've had your wine nights. And your spontaneous 3 am drives. You've had your on-a-Wednesday-in-a-cafe-I-watched-it-begin-again moments too. Your "oh wow, the moon is gorgeous" "yes, so gorgeous" as he looks at you moments. And your coming back to your apartment at 7 am, rushing to get dressed for work, using your very expensive concealer to hide the love from the night before moments. You have had the rush, the adrenaline, the butterflies, the recklessness of the 20s romance. You've had the flings, the situationships, the drama, the confusion, the throwing your phone across the wall moments. But you know what you have not had? You have not had a stable, healthy, long-term relationship.

A boyfriend, a partner who you celebrate your one-month, one-year, five-year anniversaries with. Who drives you back home after every date and sometimes comes up home to have chai with your mom. Who sends you waffles to your workplace. Who shows up at midnight with Chinese takeout and the hug you need. Who wakes you up on Sunday afternoons with one too many kisses all over your face and the spicy bun omelette you like. You have not had that - the consistency, the comfort, the commitment. So, this. THIS is what you now seek.

And for that, you have to ignore those 2 am texts you get from that random boy asking you what's your scene like tomorrow. And for that, you have to learn how to draw the boundary with men so that they remain friends and cannot cross into the grey land of more. And for that, you have to ignore texts from those from your past who weren't capable of communication to convert what you had into something that resembles healthy checking in and consideration but rather are reaching out because they are lonely and want to shoot their shot with you yet again. Okay? OKAY.

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everything-changes-once-again · 16 days

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wish I could print out the ten year history of this blog and paste it into my journal like a craft project

#twenty something

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hlfitzgeraldwriting · 7 months

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I'm in my twenties and I sit and read self-help books until they're tattooed onto my eyes but not my brain somehow. I'm in my twenties and watch videos on the internet to feel validated in my trauma. I'm in my twenties and time is measured by the distance between psychiatry appointments, by the changed medication and appetite, by the patterns of sleep and whether or not the night terrors have ceased because even in my twenties, I apparently still have chronic bad dreams.. I'm in my twenties and my friends are few but everything. Each one a funnel of love. I'm in my twenties and I have been to a club only three times. Most Friday nights are my dogs in my bed with Friends on in the background. I'm in my twenties and I know my body will likely never look better than it does now and yet I criticize it; the folds of fat that sit beneath my breasts when I put a bra on, the cellulite I've watched grow on my outer thighs, how I now have two chins when I smile. On the other hand, my cheeks are rounder and my smile actually reaches my eyes now. I'm in my twenties with forty years' worth of baggage to unpack and muscles that ache from carrying it far longer than I have needed to. I'm in my twenties and want to be wild and free and make love to strangers in foreign lands but go numb when I feel a man's hands on me. I'm in my twenties and I wonder if I am meant to love a woman. I'm in my twenties and play mancala with my pill box on Sundays, dropping each one into the slots, like day of the week panties, and I'm taken back to the clear glass marbles and wooden board and my grandmother's contagious laugh all of whom have turned into antidepressants, an ugly green plastic pill box, and sitting alone on my bed, playing a game I did not sign up for, one that I do not want to play. I'm in my twenties and for the first time in my life, there is a future beyond twenty-seven. I don't want to belong to that club anymore. I'm not excited for the future, necessarily, but more--curious. That's a good first step, isn't it? Curiosity. Maybe, when I'm in my thirties, I'll be excited and not just curious. I'm in my twenties and I'm learning a lot about first steps. I'm learning how to admit I've got a problem, that my life is unmanageable, that I am powerless, which, to a control freak, is no good, awful, and very bad. But here I am, being okay with just the first step. Like I said, I'm in my twenties, and I am learning. And for that, I am grateful.

H.L. Fitzgerald

#hlfitzgerald #hlfitzgeraldwriting #fitzgerald #excerpt from a book i'll never write #writing #excerpt #original #deep #spilled ink #quotes #poem #poetry #writers #quote #twenties #twenty something

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ahedderick · 12 days

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Big Appetites

Both my daughter and my son have friends visiting this weekend, for a total of 5 guests. While they are spending most of their time out and about, every time they swoop through the house, there is less food in the fridge afterwards. Help! There may soon be nothing left!

#farmblr #momblr #teens #twenty something #college student

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plvdoodles · 8 months

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♡⊹˚⋆ i'm just a teenage girl in her twenties ⋆˚⊹♡

#art #digital #illustration #digital illustration #digital art #teenage girl in her twenties #twenty something teenage girl #teenage girl in her 20s #twenty something #twenty something teenager

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