What’s the deal with Generation Y?

Some of us are just a bunch of famous-for-nothing losers, posers, morons and spoilt little rich kids.

But with self-obsession comes growth. Somehow all the self-absorbency has helped the not-so-average Gen Y’er see themselves from the inside out – some actually learn from all the selfishness.

We use the term “love” too often – to freely, perhaps – so that when we finally say if for real, we wish it was the first time it was escaping our lips.

I’ve discovered so much about myself in the past year, that I ever though I would. One giant leap of faith, one huge wish…

Simply chasing a dream and twelve months on, I’ve moved for the third time, found the greatest job, but most importantly, found my greatest love.

Diving into solitude helped me find so many things I didn’t even know I was looking for.

Friends have come and gone, life has been one massive ride. I’ve cried so many tears that I can’t help but feel grateful, lucky – even blessed.

My atheist ears listened to a devout Christian woman a short time ago – “Everyone just wants to be loved, everything happens for a reason.” She was right in so many ways. And in a lot of other ways, I think I already knew.

We cannot hide from our fate. We cannot run from what we want, what we need, what is best for us. The first impression always lasts, the first instincts are usually right – it is even possible to find love at first sight.

Never in a million years, would I have expected to be here, where I am, lonely but loved, scared but safe, feeling lost, but moving forward…

With positive change comes happiness, comes everything I’ve ever needed without even realising it.