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I Regret Not Doing This In My 20s. Is It Too Late For Me Now?
If Gary Vee were here, reading this post, he would look me in the eye and say I’m absurd.
I turned 31 this year.
It’s a mixed feeling coming to your thirties. I don’t know whether to call myself a grown man or someone trying to figure out life.
Honestly, I don’t know how quickly my twenties went by. I was only enjoying myself with my friends a few years ago, and now, I’m in a whole other phase of life—a phase I don’t like being in.
In my early twenties, I was still in college, focusing on my education. I started working for an IT company in my mid-twenties. And in my late twenties, I again went to college for my master’s degree.
After that, it’s been work, work, work. I quit my corporate job in finance to become a full-time freelancer and online writer.
It took me over two years to finally understand what I wanted. By that time, I was already thirty.
I feel highly pressured
My South Asian parents want me to get married as soon as possible. They think that tying the knot after thirty is late.
