It’s been roughly 3 months since I moved out of my parent’s house.
Living and surviving by yourself was easier than I thought. My mother would always say, “How are you gonna feed yourself? You don’t know how to cook! You’ll end up with a messy room and be a hobo because you can’t take care of yourself! You can’t survive out in the world at such a young age! It’s gonna be hard and I’m going to be so worried about you.”
3 months in.
My bank account has more money in it compared to the start.
Think I’m doing pretty good, mom.
Anyway, I didn’t write this post to brag about how I’m an adult now and she can’t tell me what to do.
I want to talk about how my life has changed in these 3 months.
Let’s start from when I first moved out.
Approaching the end of summer. My life felt perfect. Everything was where it should be.
I went on my first backpacking trip with my friend Nick, and his family friends Charles and Clive, who were both high school teachers.
This trip was unlike anything I’d ever done before.
It was mentally and physically exhausting but nonetheless, the most rewarding and eye-opening experience of my life yet.
We trekked over 60km of land, elevation gains of 1400m, and camped for 4 days out in the wild with a 40-pound pack.
It was surreal. Breathtaking.
Walking for 8 hours straight, up, and down mountains. Being rained on while the cold wind blows against your face. Having to concentrate on each step or risk losing yourself to fatigue. Not to mention the abundance of mosquitoes, horseflies, and annoying bugs that swarm you every time you go to the washroom.
Absolutely absurd, but absolutely worth it.
I had also been on NoFap for 3 months.
Meditated 20 minutes every day and alternated between running and gym while working at Cobs Bread.
The summer of 2020 had been one of the most fulfilling and happy summers of my life.
For once, I could say, I was truly living in the moment.
Not to mention my plans with moving out in September.
Everything seemed perfect.
The perfect next steps would have been to move out, find an apprenticeship, and start working to become an automotive service technician.
Needless to say, I still haven’t found an apprenticeship and at this point, I’m not sure if I actually wanted to be a mechanic in the first place.
My routine has been on and off. Not as physically active as I was in the summer and not super diligent in meditation, reading, or writing.
And it’s a shame that I’ve slowed down and come to a plateau.
In the month of November, I had pressure from my mom to hurry up and decide the kind of career I wanted. I was stressed out, and unsure.
To be honest, I’m pretty satisfied with where I’m at right now.
One day, I’ll figure out which career path I want to go down.
But right now I don’t know.
I lost my NoFap streak around the start of November and my daily routine isn’t as consistent as it was before.
Unsurprisingly, I’m not as happy and satisfied as I was during the summer.
But I’m doing alright.
I picked up the guitar and have been doing pretty well self-teaching myself, at least in my opinion.
I’ve learned how to cook for myself every day, planning my meals with my work schedule.
Waking up on time and implementing my daily schedule with my work schedule.
Back then in the summer, I wasn’t working a whole lot so there was a lot of time for hobbies.
Nowadays it’s busier so I plan the activities I’d do each day and what time.
I guess you could say I’m slowly building my ideal daily life in the past 3 months.
Yes, I’ve started watching anime again and wasting time on the internet. But I’m not too stressed about my life anymore.
I enjoy them as hobbies and not addictions.
There are probably people my age that are far into their career, earning thousands of dollars every month.
But it’s ok, I feel pretty alright.
Of course, I wouldn’t want to be in this situation for the next year or two but I’ll figure something out.
I have a business idea and also recently came in contact with an interesting digital nomad group.
I’m not sure what the year 2021 will have for me, but I’m excited.
It’s time to make some plans, and figure out what I want to do next.