It’s somewhat terrifying,” writes a 25-year-old named Jennifer, “to think about all the things I’m supposed to be doing in order to ‘get somewhere’ successful: ‘Follow your passions, live your dreams, take risks, network with the right people, find mentors, be financially responsible, volunteer, work, think about or go to grad school, fall in love and maintain personal well-being, mental health and nutrition.’ When is there time to just be and enjoy?
So this article has been floating around for a few days now and though the theory of suspended adolescence is something I do think deserves investigation, the article and others like it seem to find the whiniest 20 somethings to quote. I’m not quite sure how to launch into this rant without sounding like a preachy grandmother, but children please. If you get to “follow you passions,” “live your dreams,” maybe go to grad school and have the security to “take risks” and you are still not enjoying yourself, I’m not sure that’s a problem you are going to grow out of (now you’ve gotten me so mad, I’ve ended a sentence with a preposition). I really don’t mean to speak for my generation, especially when I truly hate being spoken for, but it seems that a lot of us need to learn to be grateful for the privileges that have been handed to us by generations of people who have worked a lot harder than we have. (via librarysciences) (via flossbobbin)
Amen to that – Cerys