If you’re not following my friend, 72 Inches of Pure Lady, and you’re a quarter-lifer (or thereabouts) who thinks about where your place is in the world of working, loving, dreaming, and being, you my want to check her out. I admire her writing, style, honesty, and thinking (and have since I was about 10 years old, actually). You might like her, too. Here she is:
I have a theory. No matter how old we are, we are who we were at 12 years old. Essentially, at our core, we’re the same person who started junior high school. We’ve had new experiences and gained knowledge but much of our feelings about who we are and how the world perceives us was cemented at 12 years old and we spend much of our lives either (1) following that same narrative or (2) actively trying to break away from that narrative. My theory emerged because I realized most of the things I enjoy now are the exact same things I enjoyed when I was 12. I then realized that much of my perception of myself was cultivated in the first year of junior high and just how I’ve been reliving that deep seeded 12 year old narrative to this day.