Let me preface this by saying I am no psychologist or doctor, so please don’t take anything I say here as professional medical advice. As I mentioned in my previous post, this platform is to be used as my own sort of “digital diary,” and the things that I share in this blog are of my own personal opinions and experiences. We are all unique individuals; what works for me may not work for you ❤

Now that we’ve got that out of the way, you’re probably wondering why I chose to call this the quarter life crisis blog. We’ve all heard of a “mid-life crisis”, where people in their 40’s and 50’s face a roller coaster of emotions as they reflect on their own life choices. Some deal with this emotional turmoil by buying that vintage convertible they’ve always wanted; others bury themselves in their work, praying for the time when they can quit their shitty job and finally do what brings them joy in life. Fun fact: this can happen to those in their 20’s, too.

I turn 25 this year; in just over one month, actually. Assuming I live to the ripe age of 100 (which is entirely possible given modern medicine), the first quarter of my life will soon be coming to a close. The only problem- I am nowhere near where I imagined myself being at this age.

I always thought I would have it all together by now. I pictured myself married, financially free, owning a house with my husband and our dog, maybe a baby on the way (I can’t help but laugh when I think about how naive the teenager version of me was). My reality: single cat mom who just moved back into her parent’s basement after living in the city for almost seven years. Cue the start of my quarter life crisis.

– k.