Life has a funny way of working out at just the right time, doesn’t it? Nearly eight weeks ago I wrote a blog post titled Why am I sad about turning 25? which perfectly described the anxiety I was facing while approaching my quarter-life-crisis. At the time I was jobless, after having spent four months in hard-core lockdown, with the coronavirus pandemic still very much at large, and my future even more uncertain. It felt a bit… hopeless.
That’s when the universe decided to throw me a curve ball and presented me with an opportunity I knew I couldn’t pass up. After a very quick application and interview process, I was offered a Staff Writer role at one of my favourite digital publications.
While the impostor-syndrome has been sneaking in from time to time, the truth is, I’ve earned this, I deserve this, and I’m so ready for this next chapter of my life to begin.
I’ve been in this role for a month now and I must say, it feels truly incredible to be excited about something again. I feel like I have a renewed lust for life, a purpose and a challenge. I’m starting to believe all of those cheesy sayings my mother would recite to me on a bad day.
“What’s for you won’t pass you”.
“If it’s meant to be, it’s meant to be.”
“Good things come to those that wait,” etc. Maybe she’s onto something?
I know that the coronavirus hasn’t gone away just yet, and it will probably be quite a long time before it does. The world is still a pretty uncertain place right now and we’ve only just come out of our second lockdown in Co. Kildare, with the probability of another one on the way quite high, due to rising case figures every day. Even still, this new-found purpose I’ve gained has given me hope. I hope for a better future, where things will get better, case figures will decrease, a vaccine will be made and we all go back to our new normality, and learn to appreciate life a little more.
I know it’s not much, but if anything I wish for my story to spark some hope in you too — you’ve got this!