I sometimes wonder, what the hell am I doing with my twenties. Have I wasted them away or will I look back and remember that these were the best years of my life? I’m happy to report that my answer is and always will be, best years of my life. I came across this article last week that highlighted fifteen ways that people in their twenties ruin their twenties and couldn’t help but stop and see what applied to me. It’s amazing that although I’ve enjoyed my twenties a lot, I’ve definitely rung the bell on a few of these. Take a look at the list below.
15 Ways 20-Somethings Ruin Their Twenties
- Letting themselves get out of shape.
- Spending substantial amounts of money on farfetched concepts.
- Staying involved in destructive relationships.
- Cohabitating with a lover whom you’re not married to.
- Accepting and embracing drama.
- Settling for a subpar job that makes you miserable.
- Putting excessive amounts of value in attention received on social networks.
- Being a pushover.
- Taking pride in being widely considered a b-tch or a d-ck.
- Being self-destructive.
- Passing on spontaneous adventures and the opportunity to experience new things.
- Remaining bitter.
- Making yourself difficult to love.
- Being a pessimistic, opinionated hater.
- Spending large chunks of time dreaming about a utopic, perfect world in which everything is just peachy.
You can check out the full article, here.
My rap sheet: 6, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, and one that I’m not ready to share yet. We all have ours.
#6 – I’m very good at my job. I’ve always received great ratings and always experienced successes that not a lot of people my age can say they have accomplished. The problem is, I really think I have the potential to be greater. I went through a year of my life, blogging at work, instead of doing a lick of work because I knew that I needed to get from behind that desk.
#8 – While this may be surprising to many of you, I develop these soft spots for people and then I let them walk all over me. I remember one time I dated a girl who drove me absolutely nuts. I would tell myself every day, “I’m gon’ stop talking to this girl.” However, as the night fell, I was on the sidekick asking if she wanted to hang out that night. Leaving me with that oh so familiar feeling, “I ain’t sh*t.”
#9 – My middle name start with “A.” It means “asshole” and I try my best to live up to it. I’m consistent with that too; I’ve never veered away from the reputation. However, while taking pride in this title, I realize that it’s not all it’s made up to be. It’s no reason to go around thinking that people need to get my sharp tongue all the time.
#10 – A rough breakup can usually send guys through one of these. Related to #8, I went through a breakup one time and because I didn’t want to talk to anyone about it, I just became destructive. I went out seven nights a week, I got wasted every night, I hurt the people who were close to me, and I had no regrets. It was so bad that I would get Brody Jenner drunk and not even remember the broken hearts or the hurt feelings that were left in my path.