I always forget that I’m only 24. I have older friends who have a lot going for them and then I reflect on my life like I don’t have shit. I want nice things, a career, and a chic ass hipster apartment. I’ll get them eventually, but my issue is I want them RIGHT NOW. And I beat myself up for not having them, but I need to realize that stability will come when it needs to. I need to enjoy what I have right now because we all gotta start from somewhere.