Trapped In The Margins

Life as a twenty something is even more complicated than it was in my teen years. I want to refer to this as “the limbo of the lost.” I am not saying that all twenty somethings are lost. I’m saying that I am lost. I have a bachelor’s degree in a subject that I love. I am currently getting a master’s in something that intrigues me. I am an intern and volunteer for an organization that is close to my heart. Plus, I have a part-time job within the same organization.  I work at my college so it actually makes sense that I can do all of those things. I love doing what I do every day. I am always excited to go to work. I rarely dread anything related to my career goals. It’s rare that I found something to dedicate my life to at 18 but I did. I love my job. How many can say the same?

I have so many good things going for me. So why do I feel stuck in this limbo of the lost? I say it’s because I am an adult that works yet still lives at home with her parents. I pay my bills and taxes yet I still have to go home to write research papers. I have assumed an adult role yet I am still viewed as a child/student. I have tasted freedom. I have lived on my own. I have survived without the help of my parents. This is why it’s difficult to still live at home. I am fully capable of caring for myself but I don’t fully have the means to live on my own.

Limbo was always a fun game as a child. How low can you go before you fall to the floor or hit the bar placed on top of you. It’s a tricky situation. It’s set up so that you will eventually fail. There’s no way to win limbo. The same could be said for the limbo of the lost. Some may never recover from the bar being set so low. Others change the rules by jumping over the bar. I like the rule breakers and game changers.