It's a Thursday and I'm supposed to be doing my work but then I can't help but be depressed about something. Actually I wasn't thinking and worrying about it until this morning. It all started yesterday when my colleagues told me about it. And this is what I just said, "Nah, I know, right. Change topic please."
Am I experiencing this thing we call Quarter life crisis?
Quarter Life Crisis?!?!?
Omg! I thought I was still too young for that. But then time flies by so quickly. In just a matter of months I'll be turning twenty four already and still... Honestly I really don't like to talk about that. I don't want to look desperate or whatever but it's just kind of depressing. And keeping it all to myself makes it even worse. I haven't talked about it to someone seriously. So maybe writing it in here would lessen the burden. I hope so.
I know I'm an independent, young woman and I'm living my life right now. I don't need a special someone just to make my life complete. I have my family and friends. I have a job that I really like. But then again, at the end of the day I still dream of meeting my prince.
I remember the book I read entitled, Captivating. It explores the core, desires, wounds, and mysteries of a woman's heart. And I would like to share an excerpt from the book:
Every woman was once a little girl. And every little girl holds in her heart her most precious dream.
That book is truly an enlightening and inspirational work. And it reminds me that yeah, eventhough I have the things that I wanted, there's still something deep within my heart that needs to be seen, heard, and understand.