All that bullshit and nothingness

To find a solution for my mid twenties, quarter life crisis frustrations, I naturally turned to the best source and where all answers can be found...Google. I literally found myself googling; 'Quarter Life Crisis', not surprised at what I found but annoyed with the endless amounts of 'self help' websites that were listed and the false advertisements for shitty online degree grad programs that would somehow 'change my life'. I even stumbled upon this pathetic blog where it asked the reader (which at the time was sadly me) 'Do you know who you are? Let that question sink in for a moment." I mean honestly how the hell is that going to help someone in my current situation? I think it's a little late for that!? If you don't know yourself at this age then you are screwed and basically your life's work or lack of is probably dangling somewhere by a thread waiting for you to salvage whatever you can.  I realized at that moment I didn't need any solution for my quarter life crisis, I needed an outlet to express my emotions, thoughts, and often times bottled up rage of being stuck in this awkward limbo between college and 'the real world'. I think many would agree to this, forget self help! Help your own damn self! People, I have learned the hard way, you can't always GOOGLE your problems away, sad I know, but you can always do the next best thing and BLOG about it! ;)

A Monumental Welcome.

Welcome to your quarterlife crisis. Chances are if you're here, actually using this as a resource, you're suffering in pain from your midtwenties. Well my friends, suspend the awkwardness, there shall be no judgement passed here, because i've either been there, am there, or will be there soon. I love how the world (aka USA culture) makes the mid-twenties look like a party, the high point of life, a walk in the park, when in reality it's the exact opposite. No one mentions that the decisions you've made and are making right now can effect the REST OF YOUR LIFE and that the so called 'independence' you gained at 18 really is actually a bitch slap in the face at this point in life, because who was actually responsible at 18 and knew exactly what they wanted at the ripe age of adulthood?! Not me?! Those people are just the overachievers in life that we all secretly hate; yeah, yeah great you're a 'bright' kid who knew they wanted to be some corporate sell out, hot shot, slave to the man at age 8 and were bred for your career choice at a young age. Lets be honest here that's not the case with most people. Most of us go through life coasting by, occasionally making the big decision when the time comes in life because we have to ie; going to college, choosing a major, making your first major purchase, etc. Along the way we make mistakes, fix our faults, sink farther into depression, fight the man, surrender our immaturity for a career, let go and party the night before a huge deadline, but occasionally we get it right, we celebrate, and most importantly we learn. So whats the point of this first rant/post? I don't know! But it feels good to talk about the scary unknown, the terrifying future that lies ahead of us, and the monumental decisions were all approaching in our lives. For one small moment I got my 'balls' back, I felt like I was standing tall and conquering my quarter life crisis, and for one second life isn't kicking my ass and I am the ruler of my world!