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Turning 25: A Little Older And Maybe A Little Wiser

Half-way into the year, and I cannot help but feel a little nostalgic. Being the kind of overly emotional and sentimental woman that I am, I spent the past few days going through my old journals and going through how much I have changed in the past 5 years.

They say that if you don’t cringe at who you were in the past, then you have not matured at all. Well, if that is the case, then I am definitely a lot more mature now than I once had been. 😅

Turning 25: A Little Older And Maybe A Little Wiser

Growing up, I have always been a dreamer, and that is something that has not changed. I realize now that in my own way, I have pursued the degree and career that is very much aligned with my passion for writing and creativity, even when it seemed impossible. And I am proud of myself for that.

As the eldest daughter in my family from a third world South Asian country, it was drilled into me that I had to be practical, and realistic. It’s why my father made me switch to subjects related to commerce and business back in A levels, it’s why I went for a BBA degree for my undergrad.

Back then I was worried of becoming like my father, working a desk job that I hated all for the sake of providing for myself and my family. I know that I have my responsibilities, but I am too selfish to sacrifice my happiness by choosing a job that pays well but does not spark joy in me.

And the only kind of job that can actually bring me joy is one where I get to be creative, and one where I can do what I love doing the most: reading and writing.

That’s why I chose marketing as my major. That’s why I chose to be a content writer. And although I know that this is not the life my parents envisioned for me, I am proud of myself for working my way up to where I am now.

I guess to put it simply, I have learned how to put myself first instead of holding myself responsible for other people’s dreams.

There is still a long way for me to go. I am nowhere close to the woman I had hoped to be when I was 20. But if there is one piece of wisdom I have earned over the years is that life is not a race to the finish line; there are no winners and we are not really competing against each other even though that’s what society would have you believe.

At the end of the day, what matters is that I get to where I want to go. No matter how long it takes.

Turning 25: A Little Older And Maybe A Little Wiser



6 thoughts on “Turning 25: A Little Older And Maybe A Little Wiser”

  1. Absolute lovely post ❤️
    I also learned this the hard way.. I have college education in accounting- which was a blast to learn! However.. real life is so much different. If I could’ve had stayed where I made my internship, maybe I could’ve done it.. however, I ended up somewhere where I was left alone most of the time, not knowing what to do & nobody to help me — so I drove myself sick. (Too entitle to know my limit, always thinking « it’s not so bad ».. and pushing myself over the edge.)

    All to say I ended up working minimum wage in a coffee shop 😂 but having an absolute blast and loving my job (most times.. people are shit..) — always follow the heart no matter what ❤️ You spend so many time working, don’t make it into a chore.

    1. I am not going to sugarcoat, working minimum wage brings its own challenges, but I think prioritizing your happiness is a braver, and better choice. We work 40+ hours a week for and break our necks for a bit of paycheck and respect; might as well spend all that time doing something that we actually enjoy!

      Thank you so much for your kind words <3

      1. Far better choice down the line, indeed! Sometimes we don’t even earn respect 😬.. especially in the customer service/food industry.. oh my do I lose faith in humanity daily..

        1. 🥺 sending hugs. Customer service is the hardest and yet one of the most important roles. I hope you get extra nice customers this week who makes you feel better about your work <3

          1. Aw thank you ❤️
            There are a few very good ones, thanksfully! Last week while being only two baristas on a blowing rush, one dude that had to wait quite a long time for his drink stopped me to tell me he saw how busy we were, and that we were going a good job. Sending me in tears instantly 😅

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