Hi guys, welcome back to my blog! For today’s post, I wanted to write about something I’ve been struggling with lately, and that would be feeling complacent.
It seems kind of silly, but it happens a lot. Sometimes you notice it, sometimes you don’t, and sometimes you shrug it off.
Life has a way of interrupting your youthful ways by replacing your adventurous desires with adult responsibilities.
I was looking back on old videos and blog posts I had done when I first moved to Washington, and in a way it bummed me out because it seemed so long ago when I took spontaneous adventures.
You might be rolling your eyes at me, because of the phenomenal trip I got to go on in December, but that was vacation mode, not day to day life. And although I’m so grateful for that trip, that isn’t what I’m referring to.
It’s not that my sense of adventure is gone, it’s just that I have more commitments now than I used to. I thought that I was bored but maybe I’m just complacent, or comfortable.
At certain times in life, I think it’s easy to forget about certain traits of yourself, like what makes you, you. Especially when you’re trying to establish yourself as an individual in this world.
You’re too busy dating, switching jobs, cutting ties with toxic people, and healing yourself from anxiety that you can lose certain little bits of yourself along the journey.
That’s not necessarily what I’m going through, though. I’ve been mentally comparing it to what I think a mid life crisis would be. Just doing the day to day routine, but still catching yourself daydreaming out the window, wondering what else is out there.
I think when we’re young, we’re typically obligated to grow up fast. We’re so focused on taking all the right steps like going to school, balancing work and internships that we forget to have fun along the way. We cancel plans to study more, we pick up an extra shift because money is so tight. It’s hard to hold onto that child-like sense of wonder and purity but it’s a precious thing to keep, if attainable.
What I’m trying to figure out right now is how to keep that part of me alive while also not allowing the weight of the world to crush me.
I wanted to write this post and put it out there because I feel like others could relate to this. And there’s nothing more satisfying than relatable emotions.
This has been a chloscall. Until next time, Chloe.