If you’ve read my “Why am I Still Single?” post, you’d know that making friends and getting to know people after 25 is very difficult. We don’t realize when we’re teenagers how many of our friendships come from the scheduled lives we lead.
Once in University, we work and go to school. We make a few friends here and there, but our crazy schedules, and the fact that I live off campus, mean we rarely spend time together out of class.
This summer, I am back working at the daycare I was at last summer. One of the kids has a support worker who I’ve instantly hit it off with. Last night, we decided “Hey, we’re friends.” I’m turning 30 in a few days and she is 35, and man, all I can say is I’ve been missing having grown-up friends my own age.
I love my 20-something friends. I love them so much. But I feel as though I often come across as a fun-sucking old lady who doesn’t want to do any of the things they do. I’ve already had my stay up all night adventures, I’ve spent endless weeks at summer camp, I’ve travelled to other countries and gotten sketchy tattoos in some dude’s living room. Now, my life is about school and paying down debts….
Let’s face it. That’s boring as hell to the average 20-year-old.
This new friend couldn’t have arrived at a better time. We have so much in common and she’s just old enough to mentor me a bit as I navigate this next season of my life.
Moral of the story, don’t be afraid to say yes when someone new invites you get to know them. Friendships take effort, and they’re worth it.