To All My Fellow Underachievers

all I do is chill, chill, chill no matter what.

If you are an achiever or an overachiever, this post is not for you. I'm giving a shout out to those of us who are fine going through life without goals, just bucket lists. Without the need to be better or constantly improving ourselves. With the desire to be average and just coast through life without any regrets or yolo-ing aspirations.

Throw on some chill ass music and let out a "meh" with me now.

Don't get me wrong, if you are the type of person who likes to achieve things and set goals whether they are personal or work related, that's all good. You do you. Be the best you can goddamn be. But I would love it if you achievers would leave me the hell alone. I don't need your sad eyes looking at me all, "ooh, she's 28 and still a receptionist." Or, "ooh, she's 28 and barely has any education."

This might come as a surprise to you, but these are my choices. Let's break it down as to why I'm an underachiever, shall we.

I've Always Been An Underachiever.

When I was growing up, the kids around me always knew what they wanted to be when they grew up. "I want to be a doctor!" "I want to go to the moon!" "I want to be a firetruck!" And I was never one of those kids. I always lived in the now and I would figure all this life shit out later. The closest I came to knowing what I wanted to be when I grew up was when I watched Twister 1000 times and wanted to be Helen Hunt. (Still applicable.)

In high school, it was forced upon us to figure out the rest of our lives and immediately check into college right after. Great, that's necessary pressure for a 17-year-old. As you can probably guess it, I didn't have a plan. But because my parents are of the generation that demands everyone should have education, I was forced into college immediately. It didn't work out so well.

It wasn't until 2010 that I successfully wrote down some education after "Graduated High School" on my resume. But then my husband and I quit our lives and traveled around Europe for a bit. I have now been a receptionist for 2.5 years.

"But don't you want more out of your career?!"

If it happens, it happens, if it doesn't, it doesn't.

As long as you are enjoying your career choice, who gives a shit what it's doing?

My Lifestyle Is Just Dandy.

I don't have a fancy car, or any car anymore for that matter. I don't buy brand name clothing. I don't have kids nor do I plan to ever have them. I don't take luxurious vacations. I mostly only go to Starbucks when I have a gift card, etc etc. But I also don't live paycheck to paycheck. I have a savings account, a yoga membership, I own property and am well traveled. My family is great, my friends are the best, and I have a pretty solid husband.

Parents want to see their kids succeed and there's obviously nothing wrong with that. They can't see into the future any better than you can but because they've been down this path already, they do actually have some of the wisdoms and the advices.

But at the same time, everyone has different views on what success means to them. My job and lackluster post secondary education do not define who I am. My job is what I do to maintain the life I have and want.

I Genuinely Don't Give A Shit.

No, SERIOUSLY. I don't care. I am 100 percent proud of all my friends and siblings who are going to be wildly successful in their careers and how they want their lives to be. Whether it's making babies and/or becoming CEO of the company. That just ain't me.

I don't have 1-year goals, 5-year goals, 10-year goals. I don't worry about the future. I am not a special snowflake; I am the same decaying organic matter as everything else. Thank you, Fight Club.

So to all you Judgey McSadEyes out there, you don't get to judge my life decisions just because you have more education than me, have a bigger house than I do, have children and I don't. You are a human being. I am a human being.

After 28 years on this planet, I still don't know what the fuck I'm doing.

And you know what?