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And so, I worked to climb the ladder in my career–never mind that I didn’t enjoy what I was doing–I went to grad school so that I’d have an advanced degree–never mind that it was a boring slog for me–I dressed, acted, and looked a certain way.
I’m thankful for many aspects of my 20s–finishing school, marrying Mr.
Frugalwoods, buying our first house, adopting Frugal Hound, and perhaps most of all, our judicious frugality.
In my not-so-distant youth, I wasted an inordinate amount of time worrying about meeting other people’s expectations.
I felt legitimately compelled to accomplish certain things, behave a certain way, and adhere to certain life goals.
It was shortly after cresting my third decade that Mr. FW and I realize our early retirement goal is a counter-culture, non-traditional move and it’s not something I would’ve been comfortable with if I still cared what people think.
Frugalwoods and I launched our plan to retire early to a homestead in the woods. Letting go of caring enabled me to figure out what I really want out of life–not what society wants out of my life.I couldn’t celebrate my own achievements, because there was always another goal I should attain.I based my ambitions and plans around a fictional, glorified projection of what a “successful” person was.But, you couldn’t pay me to relive that decade (ok well, you pay me…).I was stressed, anxious, preoccupied with doing “the right thing,” and out of touch with who I really am and what actually makes me happy.I wasted so much time, energy, and creativity worrying about what people might or might not be judging me for.Tags: Adult Dating, affair dating, sex dating