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Life Is About Choices
Posted on May 21, 2014

Tyece and I had a brief conversation on Twitter about being the youngest associate in the workplace and being underestimated and patronized. Sometimes I swear she's in my head because she always hits the nail on the head, but this is something I've struggled with over the past five or six months as one of the youngest associates in the office. I'm in my mid-20s, single, no children. I'm still trying to find my place in the world and get situated to where I can grow and be the best person I can be. 

I often shy away from having conversations with certain co-workers because a lot of them are older and judging by their response on certain topics, they come off jealous or bitter. I'm not here to brag about my education or walk around with my nose in the air by any means. I've had to overcome things in my lifetime, but I don't believe in sharing my life story with the public for the sake of defending who I am and how I am. If you really know me, you know the deal. If you don't know me, you'll never know. I've been blessed with an amazing support system along the way. My parents were relatively young and they didn't have the "perfect" childhoods, but they did what they could to make sure me and my sister were raised right. 

I've never had to deal with being patronized or disregarded because of my age until I started working at my current company. Maybe it's because I used to work with a lot of people around my age and I'm my parents' oldest child so I've always been the oldest or amongst peers most of my life. I shy away from discussing career goals with certain co-workers because they seem to have a crab-in-a-barrel mentality about things. I can tell that some have gotten complacent with where they are in life. To be quite frank, that isn't my problem. In life, people make choices and right now, I'm making the choice to do my best to progress. My worst fear after death is being miserable and unfulfilled. 

I don't want to miss out, look back over my life filled with regret because I decided to sit around and just take what was given. 

Just because some of them have decided to stick to what's safe and comfortable doesn't mean I have to do the same. Sometimes I also feel like it's a subliminal way of them not wanting me to do better than them. My manager and supervisor are great and I'm thankful for that. I've never had issues in that department, but some of my co-workers allow our place of employment to stress them out and worry them. That's not my MO. Once I clock out, I'm done with work-related issues. I don't bring it home with me. I refuse to. 

For one, I don't get paid enough for that. Two, if I'm gonna be stressed, I'd rather be stressed over something I'm passionate about. Don't get me wrong, I'm grateful for where I am right now, but I really believe there is more in store for me. I don't know what, where or when, but I'm on the quest to find out. 

My parents have known me all my life, but they still respect my views and opinions. At the end of the day, you have to do what makes you happy. You're not going to be able to share your joy with everybody and you may not always have a cheerleader. Some people will root for you while others dismiss you because of their own unhappiness. 

Don't invite that type of energy into your life. Life is all about choices. Choose your path the way you see fit.

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