They call it the "Quarter-life Crisis." It is when you stop going along with the crowd and start realizing that there are many things about yourself that you didn't know and may not like. You start feeling insecure and wonder where you will be in a year or two, but then get scared because you barely know where you are now.
You start realizing that people are selfish and that, maybe, those friends that you thought you were so close to aren't exactly the greatest people you have ever met, and the people you have lost touch with are some of the most important ones. What you don't recognize is that they are realizing that too, and aren't really cold, catty, mean or insincere, but that they are as confused as you.
You look at your job... and it is not even close to what you thought you would be doing, or maybe you are looking for a job and realizing that you are going to
have to start at the bottom and that scares you.
You get your heart broken and wonder how someone you loved could do such damage to you. Or you lie in bed and wonder why you can't meet anyone decent enough that you want to get to know better. Or maybe you love someone but love someone else too and cannot figure out why you are doing this because you know that you aren't a bad person. One night stands and random hook ups start to look cheap. Getting wasted and acting like an idiot starts to look pathetic.
You go through the same emotions and questions over and over, and talk with your friends about the same topics because you cannot seem to make a decision. You worry about loans, money, the future and making a life for yourself... and while winning the race would be great, right now you'd just like to be a contender!
What you may not realize is that everyone reading this relates to it. We are in our best of times and our worst of times, trying as hard as we can to figure this whole thing out.
Keep breathing, keep praying, keep surviving
with love & encouragement--arinmaya
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Two children stand on the beach watching the waves splash against the shore. As sure as the sun above bathes them in vital light, they knew they could withstand tallest crest. As sure as fish below soar the abundant waters, these two knew they could resist the fiercest torrent. Fearlessly they march into the sea, tenaciously breaking their foamy obstacles, until the water covers their shoulders. They plant their feet in the sand as the next wave approaches. It rises high above their heads and crashes down with staggering force. The children are completely submerged by the salty surge. One ascends for air and is swept back; the other struggles unmoved, unable to breathe. The sea is stronger than they ever imagined. They were so sure of themselves, of their strength. Now, the sea suppresses their poise. It binds them to breathing between waves and pressing forward only to where they have already been. Suddenly they feel they are not gods after all, but merely wo/men. The children begin to doubt the sun and the deep, and even their dreams.
Join hands children grounded and drifting. You shine high. In the sea you fly. Never stop dreaming. As sure as god lives you can return to where you have been. Rest and refresh. Take a deep breath then we progress. From here we swim.
Keep making it through.. Good Luck with everything Arin!
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