The Quarter Life Crisis

Hi. My name is Ashley and I am in full-blown quarter life crisis mode.

Just a few months ago I made 3 huge life altering decisions: I moved back to NYC and subsequently got out of a longterm relationship, and then quit my steady, near perfect, job. Now I work by the beach 3 hours from home spending my time at a bar or by bonfires at the beach, i have a boytoy who is 5 years younger than me, a job that allows me to mingle with celebrities, and I’ve developed a shoe fetish and a shopping addiction that rivals even my most materialistic friends. I have even let go of some long-standing beliefs and ideas that were holding me back and have developed a new passion for life.

On another note, I graduate in 4 months and while i’m technically a grown up, being 25 and all, I’m in complete panic mode over what I want to do with my life. Do i stay in new york, get a job here and actually experience city life or do i pick up my restless self and move across the country to a city that might suit me better? Ah, the unknown.

And a huge part of me is pondering what the point of putting myself through this hell called FIT is for. I have spent the past three and a half years bludgeoning myself with projects and stress and making sure i’m perfect for presentations that last 5 minutes. And i’m about to throw myself to the devil himself in 3 weeks. And for what? a bachelors degree that has taken me 7 years to get? Yeah I don’t see the point. Which isn’t helping motivate myself to do this thesis project.

So whether a quarter life crisis actually exists or not, Im not sure, but i’m convinced i’m going through one.