I'm happy. I like my job and I am genuinely shocked.
I'm a bit lonely, but I don't know if I want a man. I'm more lonely because I think I should be with someone and I worry that people think I'm broken because I'm not. I've never had a serious relationship. What do I know about forming them or finding someone who I want to form one with>
As for my Mom and Grandma I feel like I'm letting them down. Like I should know who I want to spend my life with at 22. They didn't though, and hell my personal hero Julia Child didn't know until she was 36. Just because I'm her only granddaughter that isn't engaged or in a serious relationship doesn't mean I have to get that way.
What happens if I can't find anyone? If my fear of commitment grows into a total fear of rejection?
I'm 22 I need to stop stressing about this shit and start stressing a little more about my career. I thought I met a lady who had it all; three well adjusted boys, a husband, and a killer job. The perfect corporate bitch. But her husband turned out to be a stay at home dad. I don't have anything against that, but if he also had an awesome job it would be the perfect package. I don't know about kids. I love them and get all dewy eyed, but I'm always ready to toss them back to their parents. The responsibility is overwhelming for me. I guess you get nine months to get used to the idea, but a dog is overwhelming to me right now.
I feel like I should have clearer goals on what I want to do with my life. The only goals I have right now is to get an apartment-sized chest freezer in black and go on a trip to Oregon next summer to tour wineries and Microbreweries. Those people who spend a year abroad, I envy them. They experience life versus me just letting life experience her. I'm not a risk taker, I'm a home body, and I lack a certain measure of ambition that would help me get closer to where I want to be. I'm lazy and I like being comfortable.
Ugh.
Enough of my musing.
Bryn