I have had what I perceive as a rich and eventful life so far and I like who I am. Some would consider that success.
But I can’t help but feel a bit of a failure in my adulthood. Financially and emotionally I am a bit of a mess.
What is it to be an adult?
Marriage, mortgage, stability and family of my own?
Then I’m am definitely a failure!
Independence? Responsibility? Maturity?
Well 2 our of 3 ain’t bad😉
Am I a success or am I a failure?
Where did I go wrong if at all?
I work my ass off and keep myself busy but maybe I am more of a dreamer than I originally thought. Which is why I’m messed up emotionally too. Money has never been my motivator and as a freelancer I have managed to keep my head above water which is pretty amazing - just ask my accountant.
I've followed my passions and bobbed along in the sea of life and never been one for long term plans. I roll with the punches but have taken my share of hits! I live simply and there is little extravagance in my life. Don’t trust Facebook- it’s just the highlights!
I am at the beach all the time because it is free!!
Emotionally - well that's something I am constantly processing and over analysing. But someone from my past came back recently and its unlocked a long forgotten box of confusion that I thought I had gotten rid of but it seems it was just buried down deep. Still working through that one.
Just when I think I’m climbing back up and will have things under control someone pulls the rug out from under me and I’m free falling again not sure where I’ll land but somehow always on my feet.
