Studying. Working. Housework. Working out. Cooking. Socialising. Planning your future. Saving money. Dating. Self-care.
I don’t know about you, but this sounds like a lot to me. It’s the bare minimum that is expected from us.
Welcome to a generation that has to schedule their own mental breakdowns because it doesn’t fit into their lifestyle otherwise.
A question that I have been asking myself these days is: Why is self-care at the end of this list? And why do I have the feeling that even self-care is something that I practice to tick something off. There is nothing that you don’t post these days.
If you don’t post about your food, did you even go out?
What is any of this about?
I guess it is a big part of growing up, having to deal with things that you don’t want to handle but that someone has to get done. Someone being you, in this scenario.
Running on a treadmill makes you question why you are running in the first place when you constantly feel like you are behind no matter what you do.
The anxiety of growing up is a real fear that everyone has to face at some point. And then there is the anxiety of actually being a grown up. I suppose no one gets saved from it.
Our parents know that they have to provide in one way or another. It doesn’t matter if they ‘don’t feel like it’.
Having something bigger to fight for gives me faith. Keeps me going.
But I can’t deny the fact that I have those moments where I feel the whole weight of the career that I chose all at once.
What if I don’t make it? What if I am a failure? What if no one employs me? What if I am just not good enough?
Thoughts that can keep you up all night.
It is calming to know that other people are going through the same difficulties. Experience has shown me that once you start opening up others join and feel understood. Talking about the fears that we all fight with is not about giving up or showing weakness.
A conversation helps you get your head out of the dark clouds and makes you realise that you are never the only one.
So, take it from me: You are not alone.
I am afraid. Sometimes a bit, sometimes a lot.
But I also know that I have the strength to go through anything and so do you.
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