I know so many people in their 20s, including myself, who are experiencing something now known as a quarter-life crisis. I haven’t decided if it’s more or less chaotic than a mid-life crisis but it doesn’t involve a Corvette and does involve a dog from time to time.
In my book that makes it more chaotic. Corvettes don’t bark.
I had never heard of it till very recently but it seemed legitimate and exactly accurate to what I was experiencing. I’ve been trying to decide why the quarter-life crisis happens and how it starts.
I think it stems from trying to claim a definition of adulthood.
We realize we don’t have safety nets anymore and we have to adapt. We have to be the grown ups.
For me, it seems like a sense of defining oneself that cannot happen until we are free of structures such as school and home life. My quarter-life crisis kicked off when I realized my impending post-college freedom and responsibility. It’s being out in the void and learning how to live on our own without feeling like we need to meet someone else’s expectations of us.
So what have I learned from my quarter-life crisis?
Life is like a swimming pool and not the kind where you can do a toe test. It’s the kind of pool you have to jump right into. There really isn’t any other choice and knowing you need to jump is really scary. Finally jumping allows you to move on.
I haven’t jumped yet but I think I’m maybe finally ready to.
What do you think? Have you heard of the quarter-life crisis?