How I Wasted Мy 20s
Sounds familiar, huh?
Often, I think about what I would change if I could turn back time and be 20 again. What would I do differently if I had the same perspective on important things in life and the accumulated experience and mindset I have now? What path would I take, and would my life be the same?
I’ll start by saying that I wasted my 20s trying to win the approval and respect of people who are barely blips on my radar now. Sometimes, I recall how much I tried for attention from certain people, and now I can’t even remember their names. At that time, it felt almost like a matter of life and death, keeping me awake at night when someone didn’t like me.
At this stage of my life, that’s simply impossible. I no longer live for other people’s opinions; I know my worth and my capabilities, and I have the confidence to be a successful person. I strive to always be my best self, and surround myself with positive people, and the last thing I would do is seek approval from others for anything.
Back in the day, I thought my dream job/life would magically appear without me having to work for it or hoping I’d suddenly win the lottery. Champagne taste and a beer work ethic. No, my friend, things don’t work that way. If you want success, you have to work for it. The chance of your dream job appearing out of nowhere without aiming for it is the same as winning the lottery.
It took me some time to realize it, but eventually, I had my enlightenment, enrolled to study as a therapist, later managed to start an internship, and hey, look at me now, writing articles on the internet (well, also working as a therapist, of course!). Even if by some chance I started making astronomical amounts of money from my incredible writing style, I wouldn’t stop doing what I fought tooth and nail for.
I was so afraid to try new things. What can go wrong? Death. That’s the spirit! Yep, that was my thinking back in those days. I’m not talking about skydiving or bungee jumping. Oh, no. Christine was afraid to drive a car, ride a horse, talk to a stranger, or order freaking sushi over the phone! And countless other things that now seem like child’s play to me. Over the years, I realized that I was indeed quite fearful. Something that one birth couldn’t change. Now, I am fearless!
I started writing this article because I thought I had wasted my 20s, but as I reread what I wrote, I actually realized something.
Not a single one of us ‘wasted’ our 20s.
We did the best we knew how to do.
All of us did the best we knew how, so regretting everything, lamenting over time lost, acting like we knew better but wasted it… it’s stupid to do that.
99.9% did the best they knew how.
And it’s made you who you are today, thankfully.
I look back at the child I was and wish I could tell her ‘You are good enough, you’re deserving, there’s nothing wrong with you.’ But I know I did the very best I could, based on my life experience, what I knew, how I was raised, and what resources I had.
We can’t afford to waste time regretting. We just need to learn from it and go forward.
