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Screen shot 2014-10-01 at 9.59.14 PMThere’s more to life than a textbook definition. There’s something about it that can’t be put into words and that scares you because you think it means you don’t understand it, you don’t have control. Society has taught us only to love what we know. What we can see, and hear, and touch. You know there’s more and that’s why you’re looking for something you don’t even know exists and you’re driving yourself crazy doing it.

I started a blog to bring lost, confused, twenty-something’s together, after feeling alone on my own adventure. I couldn’t find anything or anyone to tell me what I needed to hear, so I wrote it.

Now I’ve revisited my childhood dream to write a book.

tumblr_ly0q3uxklu1qzgie8o1_500I don’t want to write a book that will end up overdue at the library or in the abandoned corners of a bookstore shelf. I want a book that can expand to a ‘Young and Twenty’ brand. One that can truly get others through hard times and can make the darkness I’ve been through, a worthwhile adventure.

It’s become an epidemic. People in their twenties are going through a worldwide struggle of acceptance, success and understanding. Three simple concepts that have become nearly impossible to find. This book will be a staple as graduation presents, going to college encouragement, birthdays, breakdowns, or just because.

We live in a world of trends. If books are done right, they can be in Instagram photos beside baths and Starbucks coffees. Their quotes can be shared across Twitter and the pages can shared be across Tumblr.

This is the book I needed when I sacrificed a year of my twenties to find a way to accept myself and the obstacles life offers.

So, if Justin Bieber can make success from a YouTube video, we can make success from a blog.

Please share your thoughts and opinions! Would you read my book? Have you already or are you thinking of writing your own? All ideas and advice are welcome.

Screen shot 2014-09-30 at 5.39.29 PMWe spend our lives preparing for the day we graduate college. The day we enter the real world and the day we’re left on our own. Society has put it in our heads that life starts and stops when we’re handed a diploma. We have so much to do and so much time to do it, yet we live to believe it should already be done.

Life shows no mercy as we’re hit with a wind that keeps pushing back. Teasing us of happiness beyond the cold. Success beyond the struggle. The hardest thing to do is look up and look forward, so too often, we turn our backs, and lose sight of the path we were walking.

We must use the push of the wind as momentum and use the idea of falling; as the very something that keeps us up.

Screen shot 2014-09-27 at 12.35.30 AMWe hate when people assume things just pass. If you see me in a month, I still might be confused. If you see me in a year, I still might be insecure. If you see me when I’m smiling, I still might be in pain.

Don’t say, still? Don’t say, I thought you got over that? Don’t say anything if you can’t understand the way pain lingers.

I’d be so simple if we had  the same friends, same background, same childhood. It’d be so easy to understand if we had the same thoughts, same fears, same goals. It’d be so different if we could see through the walls people build and understand the laughs that are true and the tears that they drown in.

But we don’t have the power to see the ones who are struggling. So, we should live our lives remembering, we’ve all hurt and with that, we’re all able to hurt again.

We’ve grown up with the question, what would you do if you had a million dollars?, floating around our heads. The twenties (possibly more then any other age) teaches us the value of a dollar and the way our lives change according to our income. I’ve finally given thought to what I would do if I won the jackpot or stumbled into a successful business venture. What would you do?

tumblr_lkkd40K8781qeojulo1_500_large1. Buy a two bedroom condo and rid myself of pesky landlords and the constant burden of where I’m going to live in a year.

2. Treat the friends who have stuck by me through the low points of my life, to a fancy night of food and drinks.

3. Send my parents on a two-week cruise to finally say thank you (as much as I can) for everything they’ve done for me.

4. Take two vacations myself. One with my family, and one with close friends. 

5. Enjoy the freedom of going out for desserts, to the movies, bowling etc. with no barriers or maybe after pay day, restrictions.

6. Fill my fridge and cupboards with all of the foods I’ve once picked up and put down at the grocery store because of the price. i.e the fresh $10 pizza instead of McCain.

7. Fill my closet with all of the clothes I’ve once picked up and put down at the store because of the price. (Within reason, of course). i.e. no more Forever 21!

8. Embrace the ability to finally give back to a charity of my choice. I am a strong supporter for Animal Rights and would love to contribute to such an important cause.

9. Walk through the streets with a pocket full of bills, giving them out to every homeless person I come across.

10. Use the money to financially support me while I figure out how to make a living doing what I love, writing.

Screen shot 2014-09-27 at 8.31.30 PMThere are days when you find yourself at your lowest. A recluse in your condo and a prisoner of your sweatpants. These days are the struggle. You don’t know if you’re okay or why you feel so hollow. Your eyes don’t say anything but pain and confusion. These days question everything that once was, as the things that use to make your world turn, don’t anymore. Your darkest thoughts start to make sense and you spend your time, just getting by. Yet, on the days you can’t even force a smile, are the days you still feel purpose. It’s not that you don’t want to live. It’s that you’ve forgotten how.

Screen shot 2014-09-23 at 6.13.12 PMToo many people live in oblivion. They take life as it is. They have amateur ambitions, a close-minded outlook and a persuadable mind for conspiracy theories. They accept the stability of a plateau. They have no interest in seeing what else life has to offer.

If your dreams haven’t made you cry, haven’t kept you awake at night, or haven’t forced you to give up, time and time again, they’re not big enough. You don’t want them bad enough. There’s a lot of motivation at night that morning pretends not to remember, so don’t let it slip away. Don’t let your days get lost.

Go for the long shot. Go for as far as you can skip a rock, for the only lies we believe are our own. Don’t tell yourself this is enough because there’s a danger in believing that’s true and it will cost a life you’ll never know.

Screen shot 2014-09-23 at 6.14.15 PMWe become fixated on fictional lives and narrated characters. They all have their story. Their beginning, middle and end and they all have a sense of direction for they were created with a purpose. Fantasy gives us the opportunity to lose ourselves in scripted reality. To leave a world we know; and embrace a world we want. It’s a nice story. Too bad it isn’t true.

We must learn to accept that life is what it is or we will constantly end with disappointment. We are given so many ways to hide but in the end, the safest place to be, is where you belong. So, day dream, write stories, watch movies, but don’t forget. It’s the beauty of a flower but the thorn of a rose. It’s the pain of deception.

Screen shot 2014-09-25 at 8.46.22 PMThe pain isn’t permanent. It goes away as graceful as the sky fills with colour after a storm. As temporary as a pavement of chalk beneath rain. So don’t worry. Once today’s pain is yesterdays, you’ll be given a clean slate to make a mess.

Live your days like stepping stones, as if it’s the only path you have. You’ll gain balance and strength with each stride and live life with no desire to look back. One day, you’ll be so fortunate you pushed through and only then will you see, why the path you had to take, brought to you to where it did.

Screen shot 2014-09-25 at 8.48.25 PMWe want to be the main character with a promising storyline and lovable flaws, but too often, we are the villains. Too often do we give ourselves the poisonous apple. We turn a gun on the people in our way and willingly put on the mask to taunt the damsel in distress that is ourselves. We walk away, head held high as everything we know burns in a dramatic explosion, for the monsters and daemons, they all live inside us. Our psychological wounds act as the red stain around our lips or the scar above our eye. It acts as the underlining story, making us the self-destructive people we’re ashamed to be.

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