& other thoughts about growing up.
When I first set out to start this blog years ago now, it was all about finding my way in the world as I transitioned from teen to adult (part of the reason I chose the name Fundamentum… and my love of etymology). However, I am sure the 18-year-old me would look at the now 24-year-old version and think really, girl get your life together. Yet here we are and I find I am still contemplating the same things I was back then, or maybe they have changed and matured but the unanswered questions still remain. If I am being completely honest, I feel more lost now then I did back then.
I remember my mom in elementary school told me something that has stuck with me to this day. Be kind to everyone because each person is fighting a battle and we are all like icebergs; often times you only see the tip of the person but there is so much more hiding underneath. Whether that is waiting to be discovered or hidden for a reason. (My mom is the Oprah of my life and often my own personal Pinterest quote source).
Now some may tell you that I have been slowly failing at the being kind part recently as I’ve become consumed with my own life problems, but all of my friends seem to be struggling the same as I am. Is it just the age of trying to perfect our lives and have it all figured out? Are we all struggling at this so-called adulting? Do we each feel as lost as the next person? Or is this just the “millennial curse”?
Many articles will attribute this millennial struggle to different things. Love of Instagram or any social media really and its debilitating impact on our outlook of the “perfect life”. Influencers and media stars who have made it famous and a career (with or without lots of hard work) just by simply being them. Changing and turbulent economic times that allow for zero financial success or stability. The pressure to follow your dreams and focus on what makes you happy because that is what should lead to ultimate success (by millennial standards). Following in our parents foot-steps who in many cases insist on reminding us that they already had their shit together by this point in their lives, with a house and probably even kids (luckily my parents followed the abnormal path when they were growing up and can’t make this claim to me). Regardless of all the studies, statistics and theories on why millennials struggle, here we all are STRUGGLING.
This post today doesn’t have an answer or a conclusion really, more just a rambling of questions and thoughts that have been through my mind lately. I am not unhappy with my life or if/when I am I know I shouldn’t be; there are so many worse off than me, even amongst my core group. I think I am just searching for, what I hope are, the apparent answers to the questions I set to clarify years ago. And in the meantime, I can find comfort in knowing that most around me feel just as lost as I am… and maybe that’s what life is, the journey not the destination. After all, this is my life and my foundation for growing up (if I ever get there).