Eat. Sleep. Run. Drink. Sex. Fun. Surf. Weekend!

I’m going to flat out say it. Mister Erikson was on-point when he created the eight stages that one will go through during throughout their psychosocial development. Myself along with (you) my fellow readers and followers currently fall into the 6th stage, (do I dare say it?) Love: Intimacy VS Isolation. By the time we get to this stage, we most likely would have mastered the prior stage of finding ourselves, our true identity and such. For me personally, I am right in the middle of both stages as I am still figuring out who I am really am. I don’t think I will be able to fully establish my psyche until I enter the workforce. I’m still in school and living under my parent’s roof. How can I possibly define myself as an independent being if I still feel like I’m in high school? Alright, so getting back to my main topic. Love. Within this stage, we will all be asking ourselves if we are meant to “be loved or be free”. As of right now, the thought me dying as a lonely old fool is terrifying, but at the same time, I am quite content by the thought of being single. Why? Because I don’t want to deal with all the BULLSHIT. If you guys have been keeping up with my posts, you probably know that “divorce” is not an option for me. Marriage is a one-time deal. Don’t get me wrong, this is not a plea for desperation or a cry for help. It is simply me defending myself for why I don’t go chasing after love. My granddad asked me over the dinner table a few days ago when I’m “going to get married”. I replied, (in Korean) “I don’t know.” He then went off on how he tied the knot when he was young and it was a right thing to do and how men were meant to find a girl, get married, make babies, go to war, and become a war hero so that honor will be brought to the family. To keep it short, he was persuading me to do the same. Sorry granddad, as much as I love you, I’d consider you very lucky if you’re alive by the time I settle down. Oh and by the way, my birthday recently passed and although I am truly thankful for great friends and family and having to make it through another year healthy and strong, my actual birthday was shit. One bad news after the other. I didn’t even go out because I was in a bad mood. But like I had promised in a previous post, I will post my “before I turn 30” goals very soon! Stay tuned.