I am just going to come out and say it; the twenties are the new thirties. There is too much pressure on young adults to have it all figured it out before they hit their thirties and this can make it very difficult to search for happiness when you're too busy finding your purpose in life.
You're a strong, independent worldly wise lady who's developed an immunity to bullshit over time; you know what you want from your life, your career, and who you will allow into your bed and heart.
From what I've heard off of older, worldly people, I've found that your twenties is a decade you could potentially afford to piss into a can. They're like SATs (those tests at the end of primary school. Were they even called SATs? Who knows).
There's a fair few things that might change for you in these years; here are just a few... You'll probably still get too drunk, not keep track of your periods and accidentally laugh loudly in awkward social situations.
And the award for most appropriate insight into age and alcohol goes to... this on-point video from Buzzfeed, showing the
Setting multiple alarms is futile as the snooze button is best mates with your laziness. This friendship does not count as an excuse to your boss about your tardiness and will ruin your school reports and job references.
As you get into your 20s you often start to use other peoples lives as a marker of how grown up you feel. Whether it's people getting married, moving into their own place or getting a real adult job, there is always someone that makes you feel immature in comparison.
Say no to the easy road, the one filled with short term pleasantries and take the off road mountain pass leading to the summit of your wildest dreams whilst you still have the energy to do so.
We're not 'hot young talent', we're the most disposable, and once disposed of we'll probably have to work for free again. Britain's brutally uncertain jobs market is the perfect clammy breeding ground for a mid-twenties crisis.
I'm 26 and I live in a nice flat in a nice part of town and have a good job working for nice people. Yet like all young people, we feel old. And we feel that we're unaccomplished and that time is always running out too fast.