I am slowly learning that my twenties are a decade of growth.

I am not meant to be complete.

I am not meant to be whole.

A mess in her 20s

God & Man

I am only meant to keep moving forward, to keep stretching outward.

They are not ahead of me.

They are only at a different place in their life.

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I am slowly learning that mytwentiesare a decade of growth.

A decade of figuring out who I am and what expectations I have from this world.

I am not meant to be complete.

A mess in her 20s

God & Man

I am not meant to be whole.

I am only meant to keep moving forward, to keep stretching outward.

I am only meant to become a slightly better version of myself as the days pass amongst the calendar.

I am slowly learning that mytwentiesare allowed to be untamed and adventurous.

I am allowed to sip from salt rimmed drinks and sleep on the couches of friends.

I am allowed to bar hop on weeknights and drive hours into the city for concerts.

I am allowed to be a mixture of an adult and a teenager.

I am allowed to act mature and childish at the same time.

I am slowly learning that my timeline can be rewritten.

Although I expected to reach certain milestones by this age, plans can change.

My path is forever shifting beneath my feet.

I cannot see exactly where this road is taking me.

I can only hope that I am heading in the right direction.

I am slowly learning how much time is in front of me.

I am slowly learning to enjoy my youth while it lingers.

I am slowly learning to appreciate the universe I have created for myself instead of wishing for a daydream.

I am slowly learning that I am not doing half bad.

I am slowly learning to be proud of my accomplishments, even if they seem tiny to certain eyes.

I am proud of the relationships I have forged, even if none of them have led to marriage.

I am proud of the kind of person I am, even though I have flaws.

I am trying my best.

I am giving my all.

Mytwentiesare not what I thought they would be but they are mine and they are meaningful.