Quarter-life Crisis

photoYup, You read right! Quarter-life Crisis.
I watched a Youtube video yesterday that basically spelt out most of what’s going on in my life… Well, not really, but more like how my life has been in my thoughts.

Most of the points she brought up almost made me think she’s stalking my life. Mid 20’s crisis is real people.
Considering Superwoman and I are the same age, we have almost the same symptoms of quarter-life crisis.

Oh, before I go on, I’m 25 years old hence the quarter-life/ mid 20’s crisis… duhhh!
(Yes, I know… You can’t believe I’m 25. People hardly get my age right and I dont’ help them get it right either. Some people guess I’m wayyyyy older than 25 and some think I’m 19 or 20. Wait, did I just say my age? Well, this is it! I’m definitely going through some crisis. I never, and I mean never ever state my age… So here it is again; I’m 25. Let’s move on)

I woke up one Friday two weeks ago and all of a sudden, I wasn’t  24 again. And for some reason, I got uber paranoid, I immediately started viewing myself as I saw my aunties when I was a kid.
All of a sudden I realised, Oh crap, I’ve been living on my own for 6 years,trying to pay paying bills like old responsible people do, trying to sound intelligent when I interact with other older/responsible people (Whatever that means.) All of a sudden, I started seeing myself as one of those aunties who just live to wear asheobi for weddings and look pretty.

Look, being 25 is not easy. You have to start thinking seriously about the future. But then, there are those who think being my age means, you go out, have fun, stay out late, maybe even stay out all night, drink loads of alcohol and do risky things. I got bad news, since I turned 23, my desire to be out just hanging out, has gone down the drain. Fun for me now, simply involves leaving the office, heading to the gym, then home, shower…(that’s sort-of another story. Having a shower is a task I try to delay as long as possible) then laying in bed for hours watching movies, forgetting I have a phone, missing calls, eating, sleeping or maybe attempting to sleep (That’s because, my mind always finds a way of keeping me awake, thinking of how to be a better adult- which sucks!)

Being 25 apparently means, by Nigerian standards, I have to start getting serious about marriage. I have to start thinking hard about not letting my family down when it comes to finding a ‘good man’ from a ‘good family’ to relinquish my personal space to for the rest of my life. No, just kidding…( slap yourself if you actually thought I was kidding…sigh) But actually, as crazy as I may be most times, as unconventional as my thought process may be, there’s that part of me that has always remained traditional and so,  I’ve always respected marriages and will really soon like to have a family of my own. Yes, that means I want to get married. (I’m not looking forward to the whole drama of having a big ceremony, spending money that should be used in securing my husband and I our first plot of land. Well, I’m not that serious… No, I really am being serious there.)

Being 25 means, every other month, you look on Facebook and find one classmate or the other is engaged, is getting married or heck, having her second child. And you’re behind your computer trying hard not to think there’s something wrong with you! Heck, you may or may not even be in a relationship. having children??? Wait what? I just learnt the other day how to keep track of my period and what not to eat when I’m expecting my period and there you are having children.

Being 25 is almost awful. Don’t get me wrong, I wake up each morning and thank God for keeping me alive and each time anyone asks me how I’m doing, I tell them I’m blessed. I’m actually blessed. At 25, I have a job doing what I’ve always wanted to do since I was in JSS three/7th grade/ form three. I’m a reporter. I go around sticking tape recorders in people’s faces asking them questions that sometimes make them uncomfortable, taking pictures of people who are sometimes a bit narcissistic as I am. (Ha- I’m just being dramatic. Life is indeed great.)
The 14 year old me will be happy with me. I’ve fulfilled that dream. Now. It’s time to be an adult, maybe like go onto some career that fetches me money, so I can travel the world like adults do…

I could go on forever, but if the little I’ve typed above doesn’t spell out mid-20’s crisis then, I’m crazy.

Now, what’s really on my mind is: can it be 5 already? I want to go home and have some salad and some of the turkey I cooked on Sunday. I can’t be bothered with all these grown up thoughts! I’m only 25 for goodness’ sake!

bye!

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23 thoughts on “Quarter-life Crisis

  1. Hmmm…Vou!

    First of all, your title: who told you this is a ‘quarter-life-crisis’? With the figures we get these days, 25 could well be, a 1-third life crisis for the lucky, a mid-life crisis for the average or a life-end crisis for the totally unlucky.
    Anyway, Vou is lucky…you’d live to be old, say 118..LOL.

    As for letting out your age…what is in a person’s age? Nada!

    Marriage: Before I go on, remember I wanted to marry you *laughing like a drunk man*…

    But seriously, marriage is not so compulsory anymore, not even in Nigeria..or at least Abuj where single motherhood is the deal now. (too many arsehole-wife-beater/cheater men)

    I, 4 years older than you, have a male version of what you going through. Too many down moments…only work keeps me breathing.

    Ah, this life!

  2. LOl… Welcome to the club miss 25! where you wake up every morning with a flurry of thoughts stuck in your head pounding it hard like pounded yam! ha!! Guess its both ways-female strain; male strain, and you just know ‘its about time’ at some point. Well thanks for beautifully reminding your fellow girls and guys alike. Always funny and interesting to read your posts… 😀

    • Haha,
      Thanks for stopping by Bestman. This 25 thing is sort-of amazing though… I’m not really worried about not getting married really soon or having my life be like that of other 25 year-olds. I just want each day of 25 to be meaningful. I had a great time writing that short senseless post…lol I’m glad you enjoyed reading it.

  3. OMG! You are some crazy chick.
    This is the first time I’m reading- Ha ha ha, funny- Nice writing.

    I totally understand.
    Girl the tradition of getting married by that age doesn’t only exist in Nigeria, It’s all over. I get that- “when are you getting married” line all the time. Honestly, I am just fed up of some people. All my siblings are married and like I am apparently the bad child- I committed a crime of not being married yet. (Sigh)

    I don’t care to be bothered anymore- My big day is coming soon and so will yours. Just live and enjoy life or you will walk around worrying about when this will happen and it certainly won’t because stress level will rise and blood pressure too and then you certainly won’t be because (in my Guyanese voice) no man ain’t gon even look at you or more so tek you with all dem complains- pressure and stress. LOL
    I usually say in God’s time it will happen.

    Thank you for a this good form of entertainment today. I will certainly read again . 😀

    • Haha,
      Thanks for reading Nikki.
      I’m glad I could entertain you…
      I wish you all the best when that husband and partner finally comes along. Just like you, I’m not in a rush. I’m just being a bit mindful of time… It’s okay if that ‘good man,’ from a ‘good family,’ finally shows up. Till he comes, I plan to just keep being me, eating lots of food, exercising, growing myself in all ways possible and just having a great time….
      I’m glad to see it’s not a Nigerian thing alone. Even in Nigeria, it’s not so much a big deal anymore in most places..

  4. lol… make the most of your age 25, enjoy it while it lasts! think of all the things you wouldn’t be able to do when you get married and do them now 😉 but of course, it doesn’t change the fact that you are next, we wan chop wedding rice, lol…

    • Haha!
      I really do plan to make the most of the 25 oh.
      I am not next oh… I have to wait for your kids an Kangyang’s kids first. I’ll need all the energy and time to play aunty and spoil the kids…. So i’ll give you both 10 years first before i take the leap…lol

  5. I can’t count the number of times and people that hav talked to me about marriage, even my boss fa.. 🙂 I’m not in a hurry to get it all wrong the first and one time…. I tell them to chill out a bit. Lol

  6. @ 25 Honey !!!
    Hope i got that one right, but who cares. Surprising some people do, especially old folks in Nigeria. When they know you are getting older, they start to ask you how old you look and they want to know when you are getting married.
    I never thought i will be asked such questions now, of when i will get married. Wetin? Abeg make una chill !! That one no dey my mind.
    @ Vou, God will help and provide us in good and best time

    • My dear,
      I’m positive enough to know that it’s not something I’m considering right away.
      As for being myself… There’s not point leaving home every day if I can’t be myself 🙂

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