By Poornima Baskar





You’ve spent so many years looking forward to
this phase of your life. And it always looked so
cool. So glamorous. So filled with love and
laughter.



Yet here you are. With knowledge that it’s
anything but.
It’s messy buns and messier lives. It’s baggy
shirts and overflowing laundry bags. It’s a lot of
work and never enough money. It’s freedom with
responsibilities. And life is no longer what it
seemed.


Different people are doing different things.
Your best friend’s getting married. Your old
classmate is killing it with success. Your ex is
happy in love. Your old mate is drowning in
drugs. Different people are doing different
things. But not you. You’re just existing. You’re
getting through everyday a little better than the
last. But then you have days where you can’t get
up at all.



You spend your Friday evenings holed up in a
corner because you’re too responsible to drink
your night away. Too control freakish to lose
yourself to someone else’s tunes. But somehow,
this isn’t enough. This life you’re living doesn’t
feel complete. Loneliness wraps around you like
a blanket you love and you wonder where you
went wrong. Why you became different to
everyone else.



“Did I do too much too soon? Did I not do
enough? Was there a reason why it was never
me? Is this going to be the rest of my life?
Alone? Unsuccessful? Filled with dreams that
never come true?”


And your hands reach out to your phone. One
text. One call. To that someone who might make
you feel pretty. Who might make you feel
important. And your need takes over.
The need to feel accepted. To feel appreciated.
To feel adored. To feel loved.


And it is so strong, you forget your sanity for a
few minutes of flattery. You lessen your worth
for dishonest words. The hurt in your heart,
camouflaged. If only for a few seconds.
But it’s never enough. And when you wake up,
it’s worse. The hammering of your heart so loud
in your ears. A memory of last night frustratingly
haunting. Yet another mistake. Yet again.
You scream hateful words to yourself. When will
I ever learn? You go over those messages. Those
conversations. How you fell right back into a
ditch when you knew better. Just for a moment,
you wish you weren’t yourself.


And in that moment, read these words:
Breathe. It’s not so bad. You think I don’t
understand. But I do. Because I’m there, too.
I’ve made that call. I’ve texted that wrong
person. I’ve woken up with regrets. I still do. I’ve
felt the need to be held. I’ve felt that silent
green monster towards a friend in love.
Yes, we all make those mistakes. And we all
think nobody else does. But they do.



So please, don’t hate yourself. And don’t stop.
Don’t stop loving with all you have. Don’t stop
wishing on every shooting star. Don’t stop
dreaming of fairytales and being as amazing as
Malala Yousafzai. You might not always get
there, but don’t stop.


You have so much left to do. You have a world
filled with life waiting to happen. You have books
to be read. Steps to be taken. Places to see.
People to meet. You haven’t lived half your life
yet. There’s so much ahead. And in ten years,
when you look back, you’ll wish you were here
again.



So don’t waste it wallowing in your own sadness.
Don’t lose yourself to your self-pity and non-
existent boundaries. Use everyday. And I don’t
mean spend thousands of dollars and visit the
North Pole. I know how you’re struggling to make
ends meet.



Do the simple things. Stop procrastinating. Take
a walk with nature. Go to the gym. Read your
favorite book for the millionth time. Watch a
movie. Write your novel. Sketch until you’re
better than the best. Eat like you’re dying
tomorrow. And most importantly, make mistakes.
Your heart will heal. But today will never be back
again. Don’t live with “Could-have-been’s.” Take
chances.



And ALWAYS ALWAYS ALWAYS remember – It’s
okay to be alone.
There is time to let your life revolve around
someone else. But today, let it revolve around
you.Not because you can’t find someone. Not
because you can’t be loved.


But because you deserve to wake up with a
smile. You deserve to live life. To make
memories so wild, you’ll be the coolest
grandparent they’ve ever known.
Breathe. It’s only your mid-20’s.
You’re going to be alright

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