the Myth of Age
A crazy race, to where, and is it worth it?
Everyone feels like they’re falling behind—so if that’s the case for everyone, who’s actually ahead in this crazy race?
We’re all trapped in a race we didn’t choose—a crazy race where we keep running without knowing where we’re headed, why we’re doing it, or even if we want to. We keep going, and if we stop for even a moment, we feel like we’re left behind.
A Run Measured in Years, A Race We Didn’t Sign Up For
'You should graduate by 22'.
'Why haven’t you got a job like your peers? You’ll fall behind'.
'You should get married before it’s too late'.
They set specific ages for graduating, finding a job, getting married, and more—labeling them as 'the right age,' tying us to nonexistent myths, and forcing them upon us. They bound us with chains called ages.
They call twenty the age of achievements, your golden opportunity. Thirty is "stoppage time," your last chance to catch up. And the train of life ends at forty; at that point, you’re just a spectator, reaping what you’ve sown, for it’s too late to plant anything new.
Who gave them the right to divide our lives into these stages? Who decided the "right" age for each part of life? Who created these rules, these myths?
This race drains us all. We’re exhausted from trying to catch up, but the real question remains: Who are we racing against, and why are we still even in this race? Do we really want to keep going?
Doesn’t each of us have a different life and destiny? So how can they force us all into the same race?
Success, wealth, creating value, or even choosing to build a family—all of these are options for those who wish to pursue them, not obligatory paths. What you aim to achieve isn’t necessarily what someone else desires. Simply put, what holds meaning for you might mean nothing to another.
However, making these paths mandatory is madness in itself. Tying them to specific ages is an even greater absurdity.
Just because you’ve taken steps doesn’t mean much. Maybe my journey takes a thousand steps and yours only takes a hundred. It doesn’t mean my years of life are the same as yours, and it doesn’t matter who crosses the finish line first. What does it change if you get there before someone else, or if they get there before you?
Some people pass away young, while others live long lives. You might achieve something in one year that takes someone else five. Some find early success, lose it all, and start over—while others achieve it later, with even greater rewards.
Perhaps you graduate early but struggle to find work, while someone else graduates later and lands a job right away. Your peers get hired quickly, but you wait years and land bigger opportunities. Maybe you marry young and face divorce, while others marry later and enjoy lasting happiness. The list goes on—life takes us all on different paths.
In the end, there’s no rule that guarantees anything just because it happens at a certain age. What I mean is, that reaching one step doesn’t promise the next. However, the value of what you do remains the same, regardless of age.
It’s not about when things happen, but how they happen. It’s not about the age or the timing—it’s about the journey itself.
Don’t listen to society and its myths—there is no deadline for achieving what you want. As long as you are still alive, you have time. The value of age is the same, regardless of the number.
You are you, and your achievements remain your achievements. Their value doesn’t change, and don’t let anyone make you believe otherwise. Do whatever you want, whenever you want, and enjoy your life.


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