This past holiday season, my Facebook and Instagram feeds were chalk full of engagements and proposals...most of people who were my age if not YOUNGER. It was a very weird realization for me. I am 25 years old, I have no desire to be married any time soon, but all of a sudden I had marriage FOMO.
I still have so much I want to do before I have to worry about co-existing with someone and procreating so why did I feel this way? Beats me. Sure, the diamond rings and sneakily captured photos are adorable and amazing, but I need to create a relationship with my savings account before making that next step.
I came across this article that scared me to death but also comforted me that I am not the only person in their mid-20s just floating along trying to figure it out.
Give it a read, it made me chuckle....and cry a little (RIP headbands).
I still have so much I want to do before I have to worry about co-existing with someone and procreating so why did I feel this way? Beats me. Sure, the diamond rings and sneakily captured photos are adorable and amazing, but I need to create a relationship with my savings account before making that next step.
I came across this article that scared me to death but also comforted me that I am not the only person in their mid-20s just floating along trying to figure it out.
Give it a read, it made me chuckle....and cry a little (RIP headbands).