Sunday, September 27, 2009

Perspective

Being a 20 something year old in the city has its perks, you get to party as often as you want without it really affecting the way you look the next day; post coffee, hang over food & a nice warm shower. You can eat junk at 3:30 in the morning and burn it the next day. You don’t have that many responsibilities besides rent & food. Meaning no family tying you down and stopping you from doing whatever it is you want to do, no 9 to 5 career that has taken over your life & no more parents grounding you or having control over what you do. Although they will always ”have a say” since it’s written somewhere in the books of parent’s right. Being a 20 something year old can be pretty damn good.

On the other hand, in your 20s, that’s when you try to “find” yourself, realize what it is you want to do as a career/9-5 for most people. It’s also the time when people get into serious relationships, with the idea in mind that that person might be the one they will end up with. As a woman who has had 2 serious relationships (between 18 and 22), I know that most of the time, when you get into a relationship it’s because you think, at least a little, that the person you are with might be the one, whatever that means. All I’m saying is that as the years pass, when you are in your 20s, the possibility of your partner becoming your husband or wife increases since people don’t want to get into relationships they don’t think are “worth it” anymore. The 20s are your last time “for fun”, being reckless, therefore, instead of dating wildly inappropriately, people stay single until they find someone they are willing to marry. Which is why getting out of a serious relationship is especially hard right now. You thought that person was going to be the one you would marry. That guy you dreamt of as a little girl. You already pictured yourself walking down the aisle with him looking at you. He had the biggest smile on his face, because he thought he was the luckiest man on earth for getting to spend the rest of his life with you.

But the smile disappears and that feeling fades away. It’s back to square one and the members of the opposite sex seem to be crazier than before . You are back in the dating jungle & all those wild animals don’t want to be tamed, neither do you want to tame them. It feels like you are part of a freak show and circuses have never been your forte. That’s when it can take an unexpected turn to casual sex land. It doesn’t even feel wrong anymore because finding “true love” is not in “your cards” and you settle for the momentary satisfaction of being in someone’s arms as they use you as a human receptacle for their bodily fluids. You are very cynical & whinny, therefore don’t attract good guys and are stuck in this vicious cycle of not believing that it is possible to find someone better than your ex because all you see are losers and don’t realize that you are the one bringing this on to yourself by the way you decide to react to life’s downs.

Instead of taking things as they come, you are stuck being angry at the past, and spend all your energy asking what if this and what if that. Get off from your high horses people. Life is what you make it. It seems to me like practically every day, I am told how lucky I am for doing all the things I do and for some things that happen to me. It’s not luck people, I just do whatever I can to get what I want. Once I set my mind on something, I don’t let go. That’s how things work. Each human being has to stop thinking that the more likely outcome is the negative one. That’s how society sets us up to think, or believe that it’s the most logical way of seeing things. The probability of one getting a positive answer vs a negative one is 50/50. If you refuse failure then it is even MORE likely that you will succeed. All you have to do is change your attitude, your outlook on life. When you look at something, depending on the angle you look at it from, where you stand, you will see something completely different. Remember that, change your perspective.

3 comments:

glorious sandwiches said...

uh... i seriously hope the end of paragraph 3 wasn't directed at me. cause that's not how i see it. other than that.. good blog!

Camelia in the city said...

Who is this? it was directed to the world. No one in particular. But if you feel like it was directed at you then I guess it was. It's directed to anyone who feels that way I dont exclude myself.

glorious sandwiches said...

emily! sorry, i don't know why it used my blog id this time.