No Room for Seconds

Hello everyone! It has certainly been a while since I have taken the time to sit and collect myself here, and pose more questions for you in hopes that they will bring about that spark of curiosity.

The past few months have been a whirlwind of change, from leaving my job in order to pursue my masters degree, to my sister moving in with me, and finding new hobbies and interests. I feel like everything has gone by so quickly that I can barely keep up with all this change.

Anyone that knows me will tell you that I am a perpetual over-filler. In other words, I bite off more than I can chew. My desire to do everything causes a lot of what I do to be a half-assed effort since I cannot dedicate enough time to each to be great. This has always¬† been a cycle of decreased self-esteem to rebuilding and committing the same crime in order to redeem myself, which is built on living up to my parents’ example (typical asian first child). It has always left a bad taste in my mouth, so I am working hard to cut down on my commitments and do my very best with the ones that I have.

My grandmother once told me that when you are a kid, you have all the energy and time in the world, but no money. When you are an adult, you have the money and the energy, but no time. Finally, when you become old, you have the money and the time, but no energy. So depending on where you are, use what you have to the fullest. I thought about this a lot, and I came to the conclusion that in today’s world, energy and money comes and goes, but no one has time anymore. Why is this? Because today’s society gives no room for seconds.

As a kid, to be successful, you are expected to get top grades, play an instrument, be a star player on a sports team, be student body president, start your own non-profit or do many hours of community service, along with maintaining a vibrant and healthy social life. With this being the norm for many of today’s youth (American and otherwise), the pressures on our kids and teens today is stifling, since there is always someone out there willing to work harder than you for the same opportunity.

Once you reach “adulthood”, you are expected to know how to pay taxes, manage a budget, take care of yourself mentally, physically, emotionally, and sexually, all without any proper guidance or direction. You’re constantly told that you should be pursuing your career, climbing up your ladder, have a healthy and stable relationship with yourself and with a significant other, manage a family, raise well-meaning kids, all while pursuing your passions and continuing to improve yourself intellectually.

This kind of image of perfection doesn’t exist. And yet, we hold ourselves to an impossible standard. I know I’m guilty of it every day. Life has a way to creating snags in our sweaters, raising speedbumps we weren’t expecting. So, as hard as we try to reach that perfection, there is always something missing.

Pursuing many things isn’t a bad thing per say. However, since time is arguably our most precious resource, it’s high time we treat it as such. Commit our time and energy to things that matter, things that contribute to our happiness and the happiness of others. Nowadays there are so many things that make us “better”. Focus on a few, and only once you find stability in the ones you’ve chosen can you begin to consider adding more. You don’t have to fill your thanksgiving plate to the brim the first time. There should always be room for seconds.

So, I ask you this, how do you choose to spend your time, and it is spent wisely? I’d love to know how you take care of yourself and what your priorities are, timewise. Please let me know!

I hope this stirred your cup of curiosity. It certainly did mine. Have a wonderful day, everyone!

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