Why I’m Not Afraid of a Quarter-Life Crisis

Being 24 years old, it would appear I am nearly due for my quarter-life crisis.

Let me start by saying that it seems a quarter-life crisis is rather unfair.

I had always heard about mid-life crises which to me made a lot more sense because of course you would be feeling weird by the time you’re 50 or so cause you’re halfway done but also only halfway done, an epiphany I imagine would be confusingly both triumphant and daunting.

But when I found out that you can in fact experience a quarter-life crisis as well, I was like, “Really? Really, life?” It’s fair to say that high school is essentially one big crisis, and then college is super fun but you’re also kind of panicking because you have to figure out what to do with your life, so it would only seem fair that at 24 I should just get a break already.

In fact, I can already foresee some potential crises looming:

Potential Crisis Number One: Being separated from my best friend as she moves away to law school and realizing I now have no immediate person in my life who not only accepts but shares my love of The Muppets and speaking in distinctly unattractive, non-feminine voices.

Potential Crisis Number Two: Living alone for the first time. While I’m like, beyond stoked to not be sharing a bathroom and TV with three other people anymore, I’m also a little afraid I will slowly make the transition to hermit and/or hoarder as I am shut away in my new apartment, probably furiously writing this blog and wondering why I have no friends left.

Potential Crisis Number Three: Continuing to watch as one by one my friends are drawn like drunken moths to the flame of marriage as I continue to live a single-income, sexless existence.

You see? You see why a mid-life crisis is not only looming but most definitely going to happen? 

But as much as I may feel slightly anxious about that and how I’m going to possibly get through it without consuming three very large tubs of ice cream and/or wine (yes, wine tubs), I should probably first step back and look at a few of the crises I’ve already encountered and survived:

  1. Moving away from home and starting college in a new state.
  2. Break up numbers 1, 2, 3, 4, and 5.
  3. Best friends moving away.
  4. Trying to find a job.
  5. Trying to find a place to live.
  6. Realizing I don’t have all my sh*t together.
  7. Asking more than a few big, difficult questions about who God is.
  8. Not knowing what I want to do with my life (an ongoing crisis I have been told doesn’t end. Really, life?!).
  9. Generally confusing and distressing life events.
  10. Prom.

But here’s what all these crises have in common: while they so totally sucked at the time, and still sometimes suck, there has always been one distinctly good thing that has happened as a result, and that is I have been given a chance to see God in a new way.

You know the new Nike slogan, Better For It? That totally applies to any life crises I have experienced. I am better for it.

It’s this sort of uncool, beautifully necessary phenomenon that some of the most distinct places I have ever encountered God have been a result of a completely frightening, how-do-ever-move-past-this type of situation.

I don’t think I can point to one crisis I’ve endured that somehow hasn’t resulted in me being better for it because it ushered me (sometimes kicking and screaming, sometimes with only the energy to lay face down on the floor) into the presence of God.

And not the floaty, whispery God that kind of hovers in the distance and has a disposition similar to Luna Lovegood’s, but the God who understands, more than I ever could, my reality. A God who sees me, who orchestrates the divine good that comes out of brokenness as only something and someone much, much greater than myself ever could.

So while I may be a little nervous about what exactly my quarter-life crisis will entail and just how many pounds I will more than likely gain because of it, when I look back on the roadmap of my life it points me to the same destination I come upon again and again: there is nothing to fear because from every crisis has come a move forward into what is deeper and better.

Has there been a crisis in your life you thought you would never through and yet something remarkably new and good came out of it? 

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