I am 32 and I do not have my shit together.
Jessica Semaan
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Hi. I had my shit together at 22. I bought a house, I got headhunted for a great job straight out of university and I had a long term partner. Then at 25, I had a baby and got married.

Now I’m 29, my shit is suddenly not together. I’m divorced, consistently broke, my mental health gets worse by the month and am only not homeless or jobless by the grace of others. My career is non existent, I can’t hold a relationship together, I’m overweight and I have the sex appeal of a muddy pillowcase. The only constant is my kid who is only sane because his Dad has a decent job.

On the other hand, my life is much more exciting and progressive than when I did have my shit together. So, I dunno. What defines shit being together? Maybe it’s this weird notion that we need tangible security in our lives.

Anyway, just saying. Fuck it. Having the proverbial shit together is boring. White picket fences are a pain to repaint anyway.

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