As someone in this stage of life, I would describe it as both invigoratingly free and crushingly intense. It's a mix of really good and really bad mixed in with just enough mundanity to make you feel like you're wasting your life.
Do I simply need to accept that this is adulthood and the holidays feel different on this side of 20? Or am I losing a magic worth fighting to save?
When to quit your job, when to go to the doctor (physical or mental), when to apologize vs. when to fight, and when you’re entitled to a freakout vs. when you’re supposed to keep it together.