What It’s Like to Be 28

Entering 28 feels like stepping onto a new platform, doesn’t it?

Yet, it’s strangely reminiscent of 27, with all its uncertainties and questions.

Suddenly, everyone seems invested in my family plans: Do I have a partner? Wedding bells on the horizon? Kids in the picture? It’s like there’s a universal checklist waiting for you as you edge closer to your thirties.

But here’s the kicker: my biggest worry isn’t about checking off those boxes. It’s that nagging feeling of not measuring up to some invisible benchmark by this age.

There’s this societal pressure to have it all figured out by now, to be confidently striding towards some grand destination. But let’s be real—I’m still figuring things out, navigating through a maze of career twists and turns, and personal aspirations that seem to evolve by the minute. Don’t get me wrong; I’m grateful for where I am and the doors that have opened for me. But in the quiet corners of my mind, I find myself pondering: Is this it? Is this what I want to be doing for the rest of my days? Perhaps not.

So, as I cozy up to 28, I’ve made a pact with myself: it’s time to put a little more emphasis on me. Following a life-altering accident, I made a vow to seize every second of this second chance.

From sampling exotic cuisines to chasing dreams I’d long shelved, I’m determined to make this year a celebration of living life in full Technicolor.

Career quandaries aside, it’s about taking back control of my time and relishing every heartbeat. Here’s to embracing 28 and embracing life with arms flung wide open.