#25YearOldComparison #PastvsPresent #LifeReflection #QuarterLifeCrisis
Hey there! Have you ever stopped to think about where you were at 25 years old and how it compares to where you are today? 🤔 It’s a great opportunity to reflect on your past accomplishments and see how far you’ve come since then. In this article, we’ll delve into this topic and explore the differences between your 25-year-old self and your current self.
## Where Were You at 25 Years Old?
At 25, you were most likely just starting out in your career, maybe struggling to find your place in the world. Here are some common experiences you may have had at that age:
– Just graduated from college or university
– Searching for your first full-time job
– Living with roommates or parents to save money
– Trying to figure out your passions and interests
– Exploring new relationships and friendships
– Feeling a sense of independence and freedom
## How Does It Compare to Today?
Now, fast forward to today. How does your current life compare to where you were at 25?
– You may have advanced in your career and are more established in your field
– You could be living in your own place or even have a family of your own
– Your relationships may have evolved and deepened over time
– You might have discovered new hobbies and interests along the way
– You may have faced challenges and obstacles that have made you stronger and more resilient
## Reflecting on Past Accomplishments
Take a moment to think about some of the accomplishments you’ve achieved since you were 25. It could be anything from starting your own business, traveling the world, or simply overcoming personal obstacles. Celebrate these victories and acknowledge how far you’ve come since then.
## Tips for Embracing Change
As we get older, we inevitably go through changes and transitions in our lives. Here are some tips for embracing change and moving forward with confidence:
1. Stay open-minded and flexible to new opportunities and experiences
2. Surround yourself with positive and supportive people who uplift you
3. Set goals and work towards them consistently
4. Practice self-care and prioritize your mental and physical well-being
5. Remember that it’s okay to not have everything figured out – life is a continuous journey of growth and learning
## Conclusion
In conclusion, comparing where you were at 25 years old to where you are today can be a powerful exercise in self-reflection and personal growth. Embrace the changes and challenges that have shaped you into the person you are today, and look forward to the exciting adventures that lie ahead. Remember, it’s never too late to chase your dreams and create the life you’ve always imagined.
So, where were you at 25 years old? How does it compare to today? Share your thoughts and insights in the comments below!
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It was not a fun time. That’s for sure.
In 2019 I was 25 years old living with my best friend in San Diego. That summer she was moving back home & I had to decide if I would do the same or stay. I decided to go back to GA. I had a couple of people ask me to be their roommate but something in my gut told me to go back home. A couple months after moving back home I met a guy & we hit it off. March 2020, my birthday weekend, I moved in with him. I know, super fast lol. Literally the next week the world shuts down because of Covid 19. Now we are married and expecting our first kid. 25 was a great year for me, I got to live it up in San Diego before meeting the love of my life.
I got a house at 25 and I’m 29 now. So during the covid lockdown year. Well I think things are normal now except for the reduced hours and less 24 hour establishments these days. No longer 6 feet apart, stuck in traffic all the time. Debating on going back to school for a masters. I don’t feel like anythings really changed. I think my problems have become more “deeper” but you become better equipped to handle it than when you’re young. I do like to entertain the idea of another lockdown because I’m just tired of all the traffic. I liked the communal isolation aspect 4 years ago. Today things are just more expensive and I sympathize with anyone that weren’t able to get housing during the lockdown because of the violent increase in prices.
At 25, I was in my first year of marriage, just had a baby, and was about to make baby number 2. Today, I am approaching 50 and am on wife number 2. Together, we have 6 kids that are all nearly grown. I’m making more money than I have before, but I often ask myself if it was all worth it. The whole rat race thing. I’m taking a simpler approach to life now and taking more time to relax.
I had my first full time job and I moved out of my parents house and into my first ever apartment then the pandemic hit and I lost that job and the money on that apartment and I went back to my folks house
I had a good job as a nanny and housekeeper and got paid under the table. I had my own place and a dog. I was back in school for my bachelor’s degree, had paid for my own braces and bought a better car. School was inspiring and I had a lot of freedom. I was in a situationship with high highs and low lows. I didn’t understand my trauma yet and struggled with depression and loneliness. I saved about a quarter of my pay.
Now I’m 37, renting out a basement and could not afford to move anywhere comparable without being paycheck to paycheck. I’m single, no kids, and have been in therapy for 2 1/2 years. I have a stable job where I’m treated well, but the pay isn’t great considering how high cost of living is. I get a bit of help financially which enables me to save a bit, take trips, go out to eat, buy nice things here and there. I have health insurance and a retirement plan. I have more peace and stability, but less freedom and probably less hope for an abundant future.
At 25, it was during COVID. I had enough saved and I bought my house and it’s been amazing. While everyone was staying at home, I was mostly moving into my new home. It was also remodeling and fixing some minor things. I’m grateful I got my house when I did, I almost gave up on my career.
Living at home after a breakup and just started dating my now-husband.
Had a shitty job making less than $50k/yr.
Now married, own a home and make nearly 3x that. Took a decade though.
I was living in an apartment with my best friend since childhood. We both were in nursing school and this was the year I met my now husband
Holy Cow, that was 1992, So…geez I’m old. I was in graduate school, working full time and thinking about going to law school. Honestly, I was so tired, had no money, but it was such a great time in my life. I had no one to answer to, I lived in a tiny studio apartment, my time was mostly my own, I worked out a lot, partied with my friends, Life was simple back then. I wouldn’t change anything that has happened in my life, not one second of any of it, but I wish I had realized how great that time was and savored it more.
Lost, for the most part. And that’s okay. Just don’t stay lost and go after what you want. You’ll never regret it if you do.
Now that Im 31, looking back at 25 I realize how turbulant I felt. I think every year as I get older I feel calmer and more confident. I thought I had myself figured out and 25 and while I did know a lot, Im often surprised that Im still learning about myself at 31.
At 25, I was working in corporate America barely getting by. My ex and I had just bought a house and we were house poor and wanted to get out and try to do some traveling. We weren’t happy, but we weren’t unhappy. We just existed.
That was 10 years ago and I’ve since visited all 50 states, 11 countries, gotten remarried to a man I’m so compatible with, made wonderful friends, worked on my health and fitness, gotten to know myself better, started a business, explored my sexuality, and I’m so content with my daily life.
35>25 any day!
I was 25 in 2011. I had just started doing heroin a year prior, and started smoking crack. I stayed in that cycle for 13 straight years with no clean time. I’m 38 now. I’ve been clean for ten months, back in school, doing pretty big things. I’m in a kind of confusing spot right now, but otherwise, I’m doing well.
A year post college feeling thrilled and exhausted after completing 2 master degrees. So confused about my sexuality, I was sleeping with a dozen people a month.
Today as a 38yr old. A Happily married lesbian.
I was widowed at 25. Worst year of my life.
I turned 25 less than a month ago
Got three kids, 3yo twins and an almost 3mo
Live with my girlfriend and I’m a SAHM right now cause tiny babies need a lot of care and childcare costs more than I could make if I worked two jobs
Life is better than its ever been
I’m currently 25 lol. I’m currently a stay at home to two beautiful little girls, while also trying to finish my GED so I can make a better life for myself and my family. I’m in a really unhealthy relationship. I’m having a hard time health wise and relationship wise, but I have hope it’ll get better.
1996 – Spending time in Europe (six countries, three weeks in each) with girlfriend, about four months after we first met (now divorced).
Just around the time the Hong Kong stock exchange crashed. Fun times. The wonderful wine regions of France. The gorgeous Aigue-Morte. We never wanted to leave. Oh, having a delightful rabbit in a mushroom and white wine sauce in Nice. Barcelona hitting a little over 40C – and both of us woefully under prepared for the heat, let alone humidity.
Italy. A couple great little bars/clubs (not even slightly tourists, thankfully). Had my first taste of what is now my favourite cocktail. Still, after all these years.
Austria. Sacher Torte. I’m still not sure if I had enough. I need to go back.
So many wonderful memories and times.
How does it compare to today? I’ll let you know when I go back. Hopefully end of next year. With myself and/or kids (who are both teens).
Those 18 weeks or so helped shape me. Not so much opened my eyes, but allowed me to remove the blinkers. That in itself was worth it all.
At 25, I had been married for 7 years. I had 3 kids (ages 4 and under) with my husband and was pregnant with our 4th. My husband and I were in the process of preparing for an international move.
Today, we have been married almost 20 years. We have 5 kids who are mostly teenagers. We have lived in multiple countries, but are now back in our home state. We live on an acreage where we raise chickens, turkeys, ducks, geese, goats, and honey bees.
At 25, I broke up with my boyfriend as I wanted marriage/kids and he said he didn’t. I thought he would miss me and come running back. Three months after the breakup he let me know he was engaged and his fiancé was four months pregnant. I was a mess after that. I was waitressing and then would basically drink all my tips away each night. I hadn’t finished college yet and there wasn’t much time in between the drinking. Now I’m 40 yrs old, I’ve been sober for 4 years, I have a six figure work from home job and currently typing this while I nurse my two day old baby.
Married. Raising 4 kids. Fighting everyday to feel well because I was undiagnosed diabetic.
I am 25 now. I’m currently alone at the hospital awaiting to hear if I have cancer or not. I live in another country
I had just gotten out of an abusive relationship. I was extremely traumatised. I didn’t process it properly and instead I made myself go to work and work extra hard, beyond my limit, resulting in severe burnout. I suffered brain damage and memory loss as a result. I am 34 now and I still have symptoms. Despite that, I still managed to make a good life for myself in the meantime. I married someone who loves me and treats me like a human being. We are moving overseas to my dream destination. I own multiple businesses. We are about to be mortgage free. I’m doing much better.
It was back in 2013, I believe that was the year I embarked on my first solo travel! It was to Germany. I also barely had savings, spent as I earned for travelling back and forth to Korea as well amid the K-Pop wave then. I was pretty carefree and happy go lucky. Single life, but enjoyed my career so much in the music industry, also had a kpop blog I setup and hit big with many high profile artist interviews.
I guess as much as I’m not as happy and carefree as then, since I’m tied down with financial burdens with the wedding, housing, starting a life etc as well as a recent miscarriage, can’t travel as much as I’m saving money, bored of my current job (it’s a full WFH remote job that pays well, but I’m too bored of it), I see that I have grown so much as a person, and glad that I’m more financially wise now (though can be wiser still). I also have a reliable man now who only strives to make me happy and earn enough money so I don’t have to work eventually – I feel really blessed to have come to this point in my life. Of course I still want improvements – can’t wait to move out of our current rental to our new home, get over my triggers that came back because of the miscarriage, and get a more fulfilling job.
Junior year of college for nursing (second degree). Going insane. Stressed out to the max. Sleepless nights of studying. Binge drinking after every exam 😅 working as a CNA in a level 1 hospital, along with other part-time jobs. The only thing I miss about it is how I close I felt to my classmate friends, we were “in the trenches together.” My knee wasn’t jacked up back then either. Otherwise I don’t miss it at all. As far as how it compares to today, well I’m not a student (probably never will be again with this $56k debt). I work from home. Cut WAY back on drinking, halfway sober practically. Trying to figure out how to take care of aging parents. Trying to find moments of joy in a late-stage capitalist world.
Ugh 25 was not a good year for me. TL;DR is that I was in a toxic relationship and had no self esteem. 3 years later, I got out and am much happier and more confident.
I was stuck at home, lockdown was in full swing, my ex had quit his job and was showing me just how little he planned on contributing. We moved to a cheaper apartment, which I did all of the work to find. He complained that I had an office in the place while he didn’t (I was working from home). The reason I needed it was because he refused to stop playing video games in the same room as me while I was working at our previous place.
I made some new mostly female friends online after he pushed me into abandoning my previous online friend group because they were male. But now he was jealous of how much fun I had talking to these friends.
That year he bought an engagement ring for me. But we fought so badly, that he didn’t tell me about it until right before the deadline to get a refund for it. I told him to return it and get his money back.
I begged him to do couples therapy with me (he refused). I begged him to contribute to the household work (he would a little and then would stop again). He treated me like a burden. When I would cook for us, he would complain that I was making too much noise in the kitchen and that his friends could hear me through his microphone. If I tried to initiate intimacy, he denied me, but he lied to me about why. I was working on myself a lot, trying to fix everything about me that anyone could dislike. I worried constantly that people would get sick of me and leave.
I did the math and knew I couldn’t afford to live on my own, and I was convinced that a roommate would be worse than my ex for some reason. I had no self esteem and figured that I couldn’t meet anyone better who would want me.
I am 28 now. I finally broke up with him a few months ago. And I’ve already been loving my life so much more. I am (just barely) managing to live on my own. I’ve been social. I’ve reconnected with friends. I’ve made new friends. I’ve met a guy who treats me well, communicates, does a lot without needing to be asked, and is surprised when I thank him for everything. I like myself a lot more and am doing more of the things that I was always too afraid to do. Sure, life isn’t perfect, but it’s so much better. I finally hit a tipping point and am seeing the payoff of all of the hard work I had been putting into improving myself.