25

My birthday is coming up and I will be turning 25! This does not seem like it should be a daunting number and I feel like I should embrace older age with grace (not that 25 is even old). But that is simply not how I am feeling. I am completely and totally freaked out by this birthday. I know it's probably one of those silly ideas that society puts in our heads but I don't feel like my life is quite where it is supposed to be at 25. Now normally I am pretty darn happy with my life. But I don't know when I think about getting older I think about the completely unrealistic lives of those my age on tv. I feel like I should own a house, I should have this glamorous job that's absolutely amazing, my cloths should be gorgeous works of art and my skin should be flawless. Okay maybe I'm going a bit overboard but you get the idea. I'm still figuring things out and deciding what I want when I grow up. And honestly half the time I feel like I have no idea what I'm doing! I'm happy with my less than picture perfect life but sometimes I still get jealous of those 20 something year olds on tv. * I wrote this before my birthday and since my birthday has come and gone. I am happy to report that I am no longer freaked out to be 25.