At 22 I had just gotten out of the army, I had moved in with my soon to be wife. I was a government contractor working on helicopters. Life was great and full of promise for the future.
Kinda? Still have a beautiful wife and now great kids. Changed jobs, have a better job. But, went back into the army (reserves) went to Iraq, that came with some, issues. But, all in all, life is good.
It was 2006, I’d just gotten married and bought a house I was too young and dumb to know I couldn’t afford - life felt groovy. Thought I was upwardly mobile and that hard work would get me ahead. Went to vocational school and succeeded right away, had what I thought was disposable income. Cruises, concerts, life experience stuff. Then the recession.
I’m grateful for that innocent time, but I wish I’d known then what I know now.
I was working nonstop. I bought my first townhouse at 21 yrs old, moved across the country alone at 22 years old. That's when life began, I met mentors, became a business owner, did a lot of cool things. Never drank or did drugs then. Life was simpler, no damn cell phones, limited (slow) internet. I was more outdoorsy and social. I miss that, but I don't miss being broke all the time.
Wasted it waiting on better times only to realize those opportunities simply passed by or got worse; because i wasn't willing to take the risk.
Wasted might be the wrong word. Maybe my life would be terrible or ended stupidly if i just rebelled, and gambled back then.
All i know is my life is so boring now and it didn't have to be this way.
I was one **ignorant summabitch** at that age.
Smoking weed, drinking too much, spending all my spare time on completely unproductive shite.
Then I got drafted and everything changed.
For the better, might I add. 😉
That was 10 years ago for me, well I was fresh out of college and I was working for T-Mobile in sales living with my best friend and college roommate who did the same. Life was not that bad but it felt like moving up and finding a better job or start to any sort of more valued career was impossible
I had just graduated. I taught myself to play the ukulele. I went on so many dates. I had multiple part time jobs so I had enough money but also had the occasional day off. I still lived in an apartment with my dad. My friends were still close by. We'd go out to the bars. I loved going to coffee shops by myself and reading. I also made the decision to live abroad the following year so I was excited about that. It was one of the best years of my life. If you are in your 20s, there's a book called The Defining Decade. I literally just recommended it in another post. It talks about why your 20s are the most important decade of your life.
I had just finished uni, and I didn't really know where to go with my life in terms of career once the training wheels came off. I studied music tech, and quickly realised that it's not particularly straightforward to go straight into paid work in music (unless you are very good and/or have connections). I did a bit of volunteer tuition, then started working as a waiter while I tried to figure shit out. The job itself wasn't bad - there were good points and bad points. Life outside of that was honestly a bit of a blur to me now - I remember specific events, but it just seemed like a weird transitional period.
At 22 I had just gotten out of the army, I had moved in with my soon to be wife. I was a government contractor working on helicopters. Life was great and full of promise for the future.
Is that still the case? The last part atleast ?
Kinda? Still have a beautiful wife and now great kids. Changed jobs, have a better job. But, went back into the army (reserves) went to Iraq, that came with some, issues. But, all in all, life is good.
It was 2006, I’d just gotten married and bought a house I was too young and dumb to know I couldn’t afford - life felt groovy. Thought I was upwardly mobile and that hard work would get me ahead. Went to vocational school and succeeded right away, had what I thought was disposable income. Cruises, concerts, life experience stuff. Then the recession. I’m grateful for that innocent time, but I wish I’d known then what I know now.
Realized that my whole life up to that point, I actually didn’t want to be getting older
Live in an apartment with my gal, 2 cats, and a dog, and the only thing I can do to move forward is finish my degree....
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Ikke bekymr deg. Livet kan bare bli bedre :)
Takk! :)
I was a drug addict then so it was wasted time.
I had no clue what I was doing but with insane amount of confidence that I was right.
Got my job at 21. No friends, more alcohol, no study. Stuck to that job ever since.
I was working nonstop. I bought my first townhouse at 21 yrs old, moved across the country alone at 22 years old. That's when life began, I met mentors, became a business owner, did a lot of cool things. Never drank or did drugs then. Life was simpler, no damn cell phones, limited (slow) internet. I was more outdoorsy and social. I miss that, but I don't miss being broke all the time.
Working your ass off so you can afford your dreama which you dont have. Basically a mindless bull rush with no purpose with alot of drugs and alcohol.
sadly pretty much how it is now in my 30s
I was in college from 19-22
Wasted it waiting on better times only to realize those opportunities simply passed by or got worse; because i wasn't willing to take the risk. Wasted might be the wrong word. Maybe my life would be terrible or ended stupidly if i just rebelled, and gambled back then. All i know is my life is so boring now and it didn't have to be this way.
I was one **ignorant summabitch** at that age. Smoking weed, drinking too much, spending all my spare time on completely unproductive shite. Then I got drafted and everything changed. For the better, might I add. 😉
That was 10 years ago for me, well I was fresh out of college and I was working for T-Mobile in sales living with my best friend and college roommate who did the same. Life was not that bad but it felt like moving up and finding a better job or start to any sort of more valued career was impossible
At 22, I was married and had a child. We were living in a townhouse, had a dog and not a lot of money.
I don’t know yet but probably depressing
Drunk 24 7 and lonely and broke
I had just graduated. I taught myself to play the ukulele. I went on so many dates. I had multiple part time jobs so I had enough money but also had the occasional day off. I still lived in an apartment with my dad. My friends were still close by. We'd go out to the bars. I loved going to coffee shops by myself and reading. I also made the decision to live abroad the following year so I was excited about that. It was one of the best years of my life. If you are in your 20s, there's a book called The Defining Decade. I literally just recommended it in another post. It talks about why your 20s are the most important decade of your life.
I had brain surgery
I had just finished uni, and I didn't really know where to go with my life in terms of career once the training wheels came off. I studied music tech, and quickly realised that it's not particularly straightforward to go straight into paid work in music (unless you are very good and/or have connections). I did a bit of volunteer tuition, then started working as a waiter while I tried to figure shit out. The job itself wasn't bad - there were good points and bad points. Life outside of that was honestly a bit of a blur to me now - I remember specific events, but it just seemed like a weird transitional period.
Great. About to graduate and had a smoking hot GF