I have never been good at finding the balance between my personal life and career. I sway in one direction or the other but never in the middle, however, lately I’ve been noticing that working and giving up so much of my time to do different projects has become my life. It’s ironic that as much as I didn’t want to become a workaholic I have in a way.
Last weekend was my friend’s birthday and a group of us went out to eat. At dinner we were talking about our lives and I started to feel like I was 40-years-old because while I’m the same age as my friends my life is completely different. They were talking about going out on the weekends and staying up late. My days consist of me working and being in bed by 11 PM and watching TV on the weekends.
I use to always say that I didn’t want to grow up and become an adult that was focused on the day-to-day stuff. I know that a person has to dedicate time to work and taking care of their daily task, but that can’t be the main focus like I have made it. It feels like I gave up my twenties to pursue my career and in a way I cut myself short.
As much as I want to achieve my dreams professionally and get everything done, I have to take time to be women in her twenties that go out on Friday nights. So this month I’m going to work on getting off the couch with my computer and go out dancing and out with friends. People say that we are only young once so it’s time that I live it up.