Mid Mid-Life Crisis Definition - a series of life changing events that occur around 25-30 years of age. Before we start, IT'S MA BIRTHDAY! Happy Birthday to little old me! I turned 25 last year and had a meltdown. I'm turning 26 today and I'm now feeling the same emotions as I did this time last year. Possibly even worse. It has also dawned on me that I'm closer to the age of 30 rather than 20. Dear God. So yes, I am currently going through a mid mid-life crisis. They do exist, whether you experience it or not is another matter. If you feel like you're experiencing it at the moment, you're not alone, honestly. I have gone into official panic mode with mine. I'm re-assessing every aspect of my life and whether I have achieved everything I hoped I would my this age. That has really hurt my brain, I can tell you. During my childhood, I had so many expectations about what I will do when I was a 'grown up'. When I was young, I dreamt I would have the complete Barbie lifestyle by the time I turned into an adult. I wanted to live in a mansion house, I would even cut out pictures of furniture out of the Argos catalogue and design my perfect house, the sort you would see on Extreme Makeover: Home Edition. I imagined I would drive around in a convertible around speed around town like I was some Formula One driver. I thought I would find my Prince Charming and live happily ever after like all those Disney princesses did. So, fast forwarding to 20 or so odd years later, what expectations did I achieve? Fuck all. I do not live in a mansion like the one I designed on an A3 piece of paper. I do not own a flash car (well, I do love the car I own right now) and unfortunately I have kissed WAY too many frogs, that doesn't make me sound too good, does it? It's very much an anti climax. I thought that by the time I would reach my adult years, I thought I would have all my shit sorted and I'd be living the best life I aimed for growing up. Holy moly how wrong was I? I haven't barely moved any further in my life than I did when I entered my twenties 6 years ago. That's probably the most melancholy sentence I'll ever write on my blog. Those pressures I thought would ease off by the time I've reached this age are still there. I think sometimes I feel a lot of pressure to catch up to my family and friends. They all seem to have their shit together and I'm just that someone who plays gooseberry and sits in the pub with all the couples like a spare part. My cousins have their lives sorted, my friends are all dating someone or living with them. Then there's me. Still living at home, in a job where the money is beyond manageable to live on, I have a cat who has barely any teeth, I haven't been abroad in 13 years, I have a life threatening illness, I want a new career, I need - ok, let's stop there before I get really depressed and will want to reach for the Doritos (well, there's nothing wrong with that really). Now, I'm here to tell you lovely people who haven't reached this lovely mid twenties stage in your life - things in your life don't always happen sequentially. The order you had your life planned out on a piece of paper on your desk in school? PAHAHA! I'd just chuck it in the bin now and rethink things a little. Life isn't a fairytale story, it can suck - BIG TIME. Being an adult is far harder than you'll ever think it will be. As a child, I dreamt of being a 'grown up' , nowadays I dream of going back to the innocent and naïve days of my childhood. There's such a prophetic irony here. Are you suffering from a mid mid-life crisis? Let me know your thoughts! Lucy