I'm one of those upper 20-something millennials that is feeling the full fury of every decision he's made in life as of late. I screwed up on my first run through college and drifted from dead-end job one after another for years before going back. Even when I do pass college now for a degree in Chemistry I'll ultimately start out with as much in debt as other siblings of mine have in their savings, and that's the cheapest route.
I'm starting to feel fairly screwed for lack of better terminology. I don't know how to 'catch up' anymore. I'm not the most social of individuals and after eight years still haven't truly replaced any friend group yet (due to trust issues caused at a young age). My dreams at a young age are also essentially going the way of the Dodo as well. I'm honestly too afraid to even try to attempt a social seeking-marriage sort of pursuit as modern statistics say upwards of 50%+ chance of divorce. Living near, or on, a large body of water (high hopes for the coast) is also seeming less and less likely to happen with the skyrocketed cost of living index that continues to rise in the US.
I honestly just wish that I would go to sleep and not wake up again but the one thing I DO apparently have is good physical health and condition. Ironic. So I guess the question ultimately becomes: "Do I hop off a full-speed plane or let myself coast on auto-pilot until I crash?"
