I had come home from uni a couple of years previously, and at 23 moved out into my own flat.
I had 2 cats, one was pregnant, I had a **** job that I hated, which caused me so much stress I think as soon as 1 wound began to heal I had another.
I was in the depths of despair, I had no money, a degree in history and archaeology but no prospects (or I was being told by everyone I trusted that I had no prospects) and thought I was going to be in the same crappy circumstance for the rest of my life.
It took a while, but I managed to pull myself out of it. I left that crappy job (it took a few years - and I loved telling the people who told me I could do nothing else that I actually got a new, better job and they hadn't), got out of there, away from the people causing me problems. Got some confidence, which has done a lot more for me than anything else.
I am now 36, I still have dark times (like now actually), I still live in the same flat, I am still crap with money. But I have a job I love, something I have always wanted to do, and I feel better about myself. The people who told me I was worth nothing have been shown, by me, how wrong they were.
I was not the same as my twin sister at the time, she had just gotten married and was the apple of my parent's eye.
Her life has gone in a different direction to mine, she has 75% of my DNA, but she is different to me in a lot of ways.
Your life has barely begun, you are a baby adult, as has been said, and you can't judge yourself against anyone else. You are not the same as anyone else, and your life will take it's own direction.
Take care, and hope you feel better
Loz x
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