I used to think that my puberty-hormones filled teenage years (for which I really do apologize mom..) would be the messy chapter of my life. I thought that by the time I reached my twenties I surely would have mastered sound decision making and would know exactly what I wanted from life. Turns out I was wrong; I can’t even figure out what I want for lunch on most days, let alone what I want from life and lets not get started on making the right decisions..
When I started this blog I was at this point in life that I didn’t agree with and wanted to change oh so badly. I told myself that I was doing my twenties all wrong and it was time to take matter in my own hands again. In a way I was absolutely right, I did need to take charge of my life again, but I’m starting to believe that maybe “doing life all wrong” is something that you just have to go through and is just inevitable sometimes. Your twenties are probably a time of lots of big changes and big changes require a lot of decisions. Its safe to say that I’ve made some not so great decisions in my twenties so far.. and even some extremely stupid ones at that. I didn’t just fall flat on my face I also fell flat on my ass, and cried for weeks in my bed feeling sorry for myself. But cliches are cliches for a reason and learning from our mistakes really does make us grow. So maybe if we find a way to accept the fact that we’re going to make some horrible decisions sometimes, decision making (and life) would’t be as hard and dreadful.
Did I think it was a good idea to cut my own hair? Yes. Did I make a fool out of myself? Yes. Will I ever cut my hair by myself again? No. Lesson learned.
Of course this is just a minor example and an accident I make fun of myself about all the time but I think you get the gist right? I think that sometimes we’re (at least I know I am) so wrapped up about making the right decisions that we get paralyzed, thinking that its better to not make a decision than to make an imperfect one. Its why I could’t pick a masters program and why I stayed in the Netherlands after finishing my bachelor. Because “what if I made the wrong decision?”. Looking back I feel like an idiot because there really isn’t ONE perfect decision, but its definitely easier said than done. So I’m trying to get better at making decisions and accepting that I’m going to make some bad ones. At least they make for good stories ;)
So here’s to falling flat on our faces, but more importantly, to standing back up again.