Once again, I find myself lacking the words to say what I’m thinking — only to discover that someone else has had the same thought! So here’s are ThoughtCatalog’s imput on happiness. Plus a little pep talk because life is hard.
I’m in that awkward stage of life where I don’t know which Taylor Swift song to blast. 22 or Never Grow Up? Both lyrics seem to apply. I’m both “happy, free, confused, and lonely at the same time” while realizing that this whole world is “so much colder than I thought it would be.”
Adulting is a difficult thing, especially in a new city that you don’t love, with roommates/strangers who you barely know/understand. It’s important to remember the motivation behind the whole ordeal and I’ve been repeating it like a mantra. It’s all for the resume, baby.
And that’s the most difficult part of all. When people ask how it’s been, I’m flooded with dread and despair at the fact that I’m only halfway done. But in the moment, I don’t remember it being that bad. For the most part, I enjoy what I do.
I mean, I wake up not wanting to go to work. While I’m there though, it’s not terrible — I’m just filling in hours until I can go home again. Isn’t that what work is? That’s what I’ve always seen and what I’ve always been taught.
Maybe I should listen to Shake it Off instead…