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I'm Shredding My 10-Year Plan

Shan Robinson
Jan 15, 2017
2 min read

I love roadmaps. I love definitive decisions that lead to a finish line. I’ll always want the spoilers to my favorite shows. If given the chance, I’d read the autobiography of my own life.

Lately that’s all changing and I’m learning that approaching my life with this theory that is a source of comfort is no longer an option. It can only stand as security blanket. I am on my own now. All I can do is strap in and hope that my anxiety doesn’t do me in first. I have no more plans. No options to weigh. I have a post grad life that is already deviating from what I thought my life would be like. I expected that. I knew I would be unemployed. I hoped that I wouldn’t but it’s simply the reality of being a millennial trying to enter the workforce. Sometimes the job hunt is like the bad relationship you needed to leave. It’s not you, it’s them.

I live my life one decision at a time now. When I was 5, I envisioned so much for myself by 22. It’s hard to watch all of that dreaming come to fruition differently, but what would my life be like If I knew about every single bump in the road. If I knew when I would slip, would I be the same person today? Probably not.

Conquering the anxiety of all the new unknown seems like free falling all the time. I no longer have a security blanket. Now it's time to reintroduce myself to the world, but most importantly get to know the new me and what she wants out of her life. I use to want so many traditional aspects of life. Acquire an empire, get married, get a dog, have a kid, and enjoy the glorious mess that is my everyday life.

These days, I'm not quite sure that I even want those traditional things anymore. The world has become a big gray place.

I'm kind of excited. Grey is an easily matched color after all.

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