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After a year-and-a-half of unemployment, I’ve finally found a company to call my own! That’s right, I went and got me a job! A real job! A big kid job! A job that treats me better, pays me higher and values me more than any job I’ve held since starting my professional career.
Unemployment is a bitch. And, spending the majority of the past year-and-a-half freelancing, I can genuinely say that freelancing is not for the faint of heart. It’s a lot more stressful than people make it out to be. So? What’s next for me?
Well, I’ve started this new job, I’m in the process of moving to a new province and I’m cautiously trying to plan a post-corona life… for if that EVER happens. I’m still shy. I’m still overly-opinionated and I seek validation from everyone in my life. It’s bad, I already know.
I’m a millennial.
What’s it like to have your every decision judged under a microscope? Living it.
What’s it like to be too young to “get it” and too old to be “young enough” these days? Living it.
What’s it like to be treated as though you don’t care, simply because you have different values? Absolutely living it.
I love to travel. I daydream of living in a place like the Maldives. I want sand between my toes and my worries to wash away with the tide. Actually, I want to see the whole world over. Maybe two or three times. My hope for my life is an endlessly changing horizon and for each day to have a new and different sun.
This is my Millennial Life Crisis. Welcome to it.
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