Your 20s are like this whirlwind of constant change, where every year (hell, every few months) you’re leveling up in ways you didn’t even see coming. One minute you think you’ve got things figured out, and the next you’re looking back at yourself like, “Who even was I?” You grow, you stumble, you figure out what you want (and then change your mind), and it’s a constant process of becoming.
CRAZY because the things you thought were so important at 21 might seem trivial by 25, and the person you were at 22 feels like a completely different version of you by the time you hit 27. Your mindset shifts, your values evolve, and you start peeling back layers, figuring out what actually matters to you, not what you thought should matter.
Every year is its own lesson, its own mini-reinvention. You outgrow old habits, people, and even versions of yourself that you thought would stick around forever. It’s chaotic and sometimes overwhelming, but that’s what makes it such an exciting, transformative decade. It’s like you’re constantly breaking down and rebuilding into a stronger, more authentic version of yourself. And by the end of it? You’re so much more in tune with who you really are, but you know the growth never really stops.
It’s so annoying having allergic rhinitis. Like ur allergic to dust and get super random episodes ... where am i supposed to live??? In a vacuum or outer space