I think the reason why twentysomethings are so fixated on age is because we feel a pressure to be a certain way at 23, at 25, at 29. There are all of these invisible deadlines with our careers and with love and drinking and drugs. I can’t do coke at 25. I need to be in a LTR at 27. I can’t vomit from drinking at 26. I just can’t! We feel so much guilt for essentially acting our age and making mistakes. We’re obsessed with this idea of being domesticated and having our shit together. It’s kind of sad actually because I don’t think we ever fully get a chance to enjoy our youth. We’re so concerned about doing things “the right way” that we lose any sense of pleasure in doing things the wrong way. Youth may be truly wasted on the young.
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every time, without fail, i crack when i’m under pressure. there’s tears, there’s sweat, there’s actual, physical pain and there’s the fact that i feel sick to my stomach whenever someone sets me a deadline. the night before the deadline is, every time, without fail, the worst. i can guarantee you i won’t sleep, that i’ll scream in frustration and the thought “i can’t do this” runs through my head a billion times a minute. all because i started too late.
so yes, sometimes, i try to start on time. a week beforehand, maybe. but when i do, i actually feel like there’s not enough stress, not enough pressure, and i have all the time in the world, so why should i bother? why should i worry? there’s a week left!
and so i end up doing it the night before again, when failure is threatening around the corner and i am determined to prove failure is not an option. not this time. which, of course… cue the tears. like always.
so here i am, the perfectionist who can’t stop procrastinating, the girl who cracks when there’s stress but can’t get anything done without it. funny, how life works sometimes.
actually, it’s not funny at all.
