- 4 years ago
- Wedding: January 2014
Does anyone else feels this way? (especially those in the mid twenties)
A few days ago I saw a girl that went to highschool with me, we were in the same class and quite close, but we lost contact, she doesn’t have a facebook acount and after some phone problems I lost her number. Anyway, there she was, in the supermarket, with her husband and her 1 year old, and I was O_O.
We talked a bit, she finished her degree in business, married a guy she met after college (3 years ago) and had a baby last year. Bought a house, and they are now both working in our home town. I was so happy for her, I really was, and her baby was so cute 😛
Then I went home and started to think about my own life, I left my home town to go study to the capital, in a course that I didn’t like that much but it would garantee a good job (computer engineering), went with my guy that took aerospace engineering, and I still didn’t finish my degree, it’a a 5 year course, and I’m already late because it was a very hard subject and I failed some classes :(, he however, finished his and went to Netherlands for a year, while I paciantly waited for him, and I have to say he went with other guys and they all came back single, a year long distance it’s really hard. But yet, he encoraged me to finish my degree so we could have a better future. So, 7 years after highschool, I still don’t have a degree, I’m not married as I wanted to… and just feel lost about everything, this is not how I imagine things would be… I imagined to be married by 25, with a starting career… and what do I have? A guy that doesn’t propose, an unfinished degree, a new job that has anything to do with my field of study and not nearly as much paycheck… 🙁 I feel so lost, I can’t describe it better then, I’m lost.
I feel that I made so many mistakes in the past, is that normal? You any of you feel that why? I feel like that if I would be given the opportunity I would change it all! Seeing that girl only reminded me of how lost I’am, since we both used to spend afternoons, when we were younger, talking about how our lifes would be, and hers seems to be as she wanted it… mine, it’s just a pile of rubish…