The majority of my friends consume varying amounts of alcohol most weekends and some weeknights in one way or another. Plenty of 21+ folks in my life meet up at restaurants for dinner and cocktails (and brunch and mimosas), spend too much money on drinks at concert venues, and sip on wine in the comfort of their homes regularly. It’s a pillar of our society.
Since turning 21 in 2014, I too have participated in this standard alcohol culture. The problem? I’ve developed an intolerance to alcohol over time.
I’m about to turn twenty-six years old and I’m currently considering a drastic career change. It would involve going back to school for several years and adapting to a totally new lifestyle than the one I’m living now. Many aspects of my life would be different if I decide to take this leap.
The majority of my thoughts on the matter are positive: I am capable, I can do whatever I put my mind to, this new path will be more than worth it in the long run.
But some of my thoughts aren’t nearly as supportive: You’re not smart enough to go back to school, the path will be too long and challenging, you’re too old to be a student again, and so on.
When I moved to my new apartment in North Carolina, I had the goal of creating a relaxing, re-energizing space just for me.
So I’m dating again.
For anyone who knows my story, this is a pretty big deal. I told my therapist around September that I wanted to put myself out there but didn’t have the true courage to actually do it until February. It took me months to even consider downloading Tinder.
This will be my first time being single on Valentine’s Day since 2015.
A small part of me is bitter about it but I’m mostly kind of psyched. I don’t have to worry about buying a sentimental gift or scramble to make a last-minute reservation the day before. No effort is required on my part and I’m here for it!