I am 27 years old. I have a good job, not too bad paid, in a field that I like and that I find pretty good fun.
I have a wonderful family, my parents are married since 1979, I have 2 sisters that I love very much and I live with my boyfriend, waiting for the good moment for getting married.So, one may say, what’s the matter with you? Well, when I look at the future I’m not sure I’m going where I want, and I started believing I made something wrong. The problem is, I can’t see when and where.
I wanted to work in the art field, so I enrolled to one of the best Italian university and graduated in Art’s Management.
I wanted to open up my mind and broaden my boundaries, so I moved to India and lived there few years.
Homesick of my family and my country I came back to Italy, aged 25, and started feeling “late”. This is something I had alredy experienced in the past, while at University, but then, living abroad, I must have forgotten of this sense of never-ending hurry.
Today, 2 years later, I work with social media, and I believe I’m pretty good at it and quite estimated. So why this urgence to do more?
Well, I have 2 possible explanations:
At some point I made the wrong choise, maybe going abroad instead of pursuing a career in the field I wanted to work in (art), maybe coming back in a moment when everybody feels like leaving.
Its 'a generation problem: poor with good examples and firm points, we roam confusingly, not recognizing the success models of our parents on one hand, and not being able to build ours on the other.
Or maybe, it’s just the mix of the two…