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Smooth Sailing

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Smooth.. real smooth. That’s how must of us want to sail through life. We want nothing but smooth waters, smooth wind, and to smoothly navigate all the sharks waiting to rip open our throats and the buoys bobbing languidly in our path.

If there is anything  I have learned in my 21 years of living… well let’s just round it off to 16, since year five is my earliest full memory and it’s not even a good one. My mom cancelled my birthday party because I had misbehaved. But I digress.

If there is anything I have learned in my 16 years of remembering, we all capsize (for all you non-sailors out there, that is when the boat flips over and you are just praying to god you have the arm strength to hoist yourself back into the boat). We all fumble with the rigging and the boat terms. If you look at someone and think “Wow… they have really got their shit together…” You are mistaken. While they may look like they are clearly avoiding all the sharks and buoys, what you don’t know is that they are currently sailing into a storm and they will loose their shit while they are alone and no one can see them loose their shit. Because loosing one’s shit is not pretty and no one wants to see that. It is the number one reason couples break up.

The only advice I can give to people out there younger than myself, or those that are in my age bracket, or those of you who are older and find it comforting to get help from those younger than yourself (no judgement here), is learn to hold on to those ropes tight!! Sailing is absolute bullshit, but from my experience it is the only way to get to the other side. I want to know what all the hoopla is all about. I don’t mean death, how morbid and so 30’s. No, the place I am sailing to is adulthood. The mythical land where people treat you like an adult and stop giving you shit for your life decisions.

What? Wait. You mean to tell me that that legendary paradise that our parents have been pushing to towards since the day we said “mama” doesn’t exist? What the fu-

Ok. Well. Now I am here, on a boat, swerving around murky clouds threatening rain, red bobbing pins, and fearsome sea creatures. Nothing to do but keep pushing forward I guess.

Let the not so Smooth Sailing continue!!

-Girl Y

8 thoughts on “Smooth Sailing”

    1. Thank you very much! I feel like that’s what society and the media push for! We here comments like “Oh high school is the best time of your life!” and “Enjoy college while you can!” It’s almost as if they have forgotten how lonely it can feel sometimes and all the nights we pushed ourselves to stay up past 3 to finish a paper!

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  3. “No, the place I am sailing to is adulthood. The mythical land where people treat you like an adult and stop giving you shit for your life decisions.” This amazing sentence! This was my favorite part of this post because it’s honest. After age 18, we do start sailing toward adulthood and the worse part is that that sea is tough to sail. Great post, really great post.

    Also, I nominate you for the Liebster Award.

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  4. I knew from a somewhat young age that life wasn’t “smooth sailing” but I had hopes that it could be. Boy did that horse kick me hard, I mean things could ALWAYS be worse but you said it best

    “What? Wait. You mean to tell me that that legendary paradise that our parents have been pushing to towards since the day we said “mama” doesn’t exist? What the fu-

    Ok. Well. Now I am here, on a boat, swerving around murky clouds threatening rain, red bobbing pins, and fearsome sea creatures. Nothing to do but keep pushing forward I guess.”

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    1. I agree, things could always be worse. I remember growing up and every one telling me that life was only going to get harder. I guess I am just one of those people that never believe something until it happens to them. Oh well!! lol

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