I’m one month away from leaving my teenage years behind me, and the one question on my mind is, “Have I missed out?”.
My teenage years were far from stereotypical. I rarely went on nights out, in fact I’m certain I can count the number on one hand. I never did drugs, there was no underage drinking, and no one-night stands. Now I’m not saying I wish I’d spent every weekend off my face on drugs, or in a different bed every night, I just wish I’d have been a little less cautious. My whole life I’ve heard about how I have a “wise head on my shoulders”, and how I’m so mature for my age. My maturity has always been something I’ve been proud of, and something I’ve resented at the same time. It’s shaped me into the person I am today, yet it has stopped me from doing so many things.
With thanks to societal expectations, and coming-of-age films, I grew up wondering why my life wasn’t going in the direction it was “supposed” to. I became confused when my first, and only kiss, was with a drunk guy in a nightclub, whose name was Alistair…. I think? It was supposed to be with my first crush, and I was supposed to feel nervous and excited, not disappointed, because I’d let myself believe that you were meant to have your first kiss with someone you liked. But it was certainly one thing I’d expected it to be: AWKWARD! I would always question why I’d feel nothing but dread, and anxiety when my friends would ask me to go out for drinks, because I was supposed to enjoy going out with my friends and remembering nothing the day after? At least that’s what I’d always assumed. I ended up worrying why I was so different.
I always expected myself to reach this age, and look back at my first relationship. You know, the one you never really class as a relationship because it was in primary school, and you dated (aka, you went to his house after school for turkey twizzlers and smiley faces), for one day, until he decided that girls are “ew”. I expected to look back and remember that awkward high school relationship, and this one was a relationship because you held hands once on the playground, and you kissed behind the bike shed after school. There’s been no sixth form relationships, and up to now, no university relationships. Whilst this upsets me, and makes me worry that there’s something wrong with me, I also know how silly the whole idea is. Who decided that you have to experience all these “firsts”, during a particular stage of your life, a stage where you’re not even really sure who you are, or who you want to be?
I’m not really too sure what the purpose of this post was, and I think I’ve ended up sharing quite a bit of personal stuff, but who cares? I guess I can sit here and regret all those chances I didn’t take, all those nights out I didn’t force myself to go on, but it won’t change anything. So maybe my life hasn’t gone to plan, in the sense I haven’t conformed to social norms, and it has never felt like I’m in a movie (cheesy, sorry), but there has been so many moments in my life that have enabled me to grow as a person, and I’m rather proud of myself. I know that I’m not the only one (I did not intend to reference Sam Smith) who is in this position. Sure, I can say I’ve missed out, because maybe I have, but I have also made memories I will cherish forever. Hundreds of coffee dates with friends, travelling to different countries, going to festivals and gigs, meeting so many different amazing, unique people, and spending time with my family. I have achieved so many things during my time as a teenager, and whilst I’m anxious as to what my twenties have to offer, I am also extremely excited. I need to remind myself that it’s okay to not be like everybody else. I need to learn to love myself, and accept every part of me, even the parts I wish I could change.
You only get one shot at this whole ‘life’ thing. There is no point wasting your limited time regretting things, fixated in the past. Accept that your life has gone the way it’s supposed to go for you, and accept that you have so many more memories, and mistakes to make, and hundreds more opportunities to take.
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