
Dear Boogie,
Seriously, your last post re: expectations just changed my life a little bit. You might have actually been writing this for me. I'm going to go out and look for a dog this weekend. Cheers!!
Don’t Worry About It
Dear DWAI,
I aims to please. In fact, this might be a good opportunity to invite others of you who have written to me before to give me some updates. Did you ask Boogie? How did it work out for you? Did I change your life? Are you preparing a class action lawsuit against me? Let me know!
Dear Boogie,
I'm a late 20-something who is getting angsty watching my friends self-actualize all around me with grad school plans, jobs that actually pay well, albums, and bands that are actually going somewhere, or at least having fun staying in the same place. I feel limited by funds, my own confused ambition, and a lack of clarity about my skills and talents. I'm good at a lot of things, but I'm not great at anything. What's a girl to do?
Experiencing An Existential Crisis
Dear EAEC,
Well, the first thing you should do is panic. Get good and worked up about your lack of accomplishments, your non-existent future, and your general worthlessness as a human being. I’m talking about a full-fledged panic attack here. Take your time. I’ll be here when you get back.
Done? Good. Somewhere along the line, someone fooled us into thinking that the key to happiness is the achievement of goals. I’m looking in your general direction, education system. We’ve been taught that if we haven’t accomplished certain things by certain ages that there’s something wrong with us. What a pile of bullhonkey. If I ever have kids, I’m totally not sending them to “school” to learn all that “work hard and achieve goals” nonsense. They’ll be home with me learning important skills like being ninjas or giving elaborate yet occasion-appropriate high fives.
Here’s the problem with the whole “achievement” thing: it is designed to leave you unsatisfied. If you allow yourself to want, there will always be more TO want. I had a friend who used to say that if he just worked his way up to six figures at his job, he wouldn’t need anymore. He would be completely satisfied and enjoy his life tremendously. Of course, when he accomplished that goal, he looked around at the people making more than him and determined that actually it would take 250 grand a year to make him happy. But that would be it, for sure. It’d be all he needed. This went on and on until he remained a very rich, very unhappy person. It was never about how much he was making. He was living in a potentially better future, leaving him unable to enjoy the present. That friend’s name? Cheers star John Ratzenberger. (Not true – I just thought I’d jazz up the story with a little celebrity glitter.)
By focusing on everything you’re not, you are missing out on what you are. EAEC, I’m guessing there are a ton of things in your life you enjoy. Not things that you’re “good” or “great” at or things that will get you anywhere, but things you actually LIKE doing. Maybe THAT’S the whole point here, huh? To experience the present of our lives as much as possible.
My advice - make a list of things you like about your life. It could be something as simple as “I enjoy reading Dear Boogie every Wednesday” or “I make homemade stuffed panda porn in my garage on the weekends” or “You know what’s awesome? A motherfucking burrito. That’s what’s awesome.” The point of this exercise is not to figure out what to do next. It is to put yourself completely in the center or your own life and what you love about it. If there are things you don’t like, don’t do them. If there are things you would like to do more, do them more. In other words, just be in your life as presently and fully as possible. It’s actually sort of hard to do at first (the brain likes to fuck with our inner peace for some reason), but totally worth a try.
Life is simpler than people think. There is no audience. There is no scorekeeper. There is no past. There is no future. There’s just this moment. Do you have the guts to let yourself enjoy it?
Soundtrack to your misery: Sun Lee Sunbeam "Sitting In An Open Cage"
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