It was hard to be in my 20s. It felt like I was expected to go from carefree teenager to responsible adult overnight. There was so much pressure to be so many things: Someone’s husband, a father, someone confident, successful, and mature, who never made mistakes.
Now, I’m 62. I have friends (and a son) in their 20s, and I offer this advice:
Somehow, I eventually met and married my best friend. Somehow I found my niche and my balance. Somehow I figured out how to pay my bills. Life teaches us to be so resilient that we gain the confidence of knowing that we will emotionally-survive everything that it throws at us. We even manage to become wise… and make fewer mistakes.
Decades from now, you’ll look at a photo of yourself from today and marvel at how good you looked. But, if you’re honest with yourself, you’ll admit that life is much easier and less stressful than it was then. You’ll figure out that the people who are attracted to you are attracted to the person you’ve become… not just your shell.
If you should become disenchanted with the field you choose, you can change your mind and try another. I did. I worked in Human Resources for 12 years before applying for grad school to study Psychotherapy. If you have too many interests to choose just one, so did I. I wound up working as a psychotherapist for four days a week and a drummer for three days a week… and I wrote books and built things in between. Forget about doing things the “right way.” Focus on figuring out YOUR way.
Take advantage of your 20s. Your energy and potential for learning are at their peak.
Everything is going to be okay.