Have you heard of that band, “Panic at the Disco”? Well, I keep thinking of their name lately and how I feel panic in my thirties!
I remember reading an article on Jezebel about how the thirties are your ‘do-or-die decade’ and that idea has always stuck with me. The gist of the article is that the thirties are your time of life when the stakes are so much higher – that what you do in your thirties will set the stage for how the rest of your life might look.
But no pressure, people.
Ha. A lot of pressure actually. For me though, the pressure for me has morphed into panic. I’m 35, and I feel like I’ve made no serious inroads in my career and I have no kids – two things in my life I really want. Obviously, it comes and goes and isn’t a permanent state of being.
However, there is a big problem with panic. See definition below.
Sudden uncontrollable fear or anxiety, often causing wildly unthinking behavior.
“Wildly unthinking behavior.” Yes. Been there, done that. But that’s a whole ‘nother post.
So what’s the answer? Well, I can’t say I’ve figured it out yet. But I did read something in my weekly horoscope by Chani Nicholas (best horoscopes ever, btw), and it resonated perfectly for the subject of this post. So here ya go:
“Pause instead of panicking.”
Love it. Slowing down always helps me.
I don’t usually buy into horoscopes but “pause instead of panicking” sounds like good advice. Besides, I’m sure you’ll have kids soon enough.