I felt this so hard. I’ve wasted so many moments feeling late like I should’ve figured things out already, like I missed the door. But this reminded me... maybe there’s no door. Maybe I am the timing. Quietly, finally, I’m starting to believe I’m not behind. I’m just... here. And that’s enough. Thank you for this, Lana 🙏
Well said Lana it's not about our age,it's about making an impact for ourselves as it will always give one experience that is far more greater then the grief of thinking
Life is often an exercise in constructive reframing. I managed to convince myself at 23 that it was "too late" to learn to play the guitar, that at 30 it was too late to learn a new language. I always had in my mind some threshold of proficiency or some deadline for "making something of it" that would make an endeavor worthwhile. I wish I'd been able to explain to my dumb younger self that you do the thing for the enjoyment of doing the thing and that you're never too old for that. Framing life as a process rather than a series of events is central to being able to really *live* any of it. I think Lana did a video once on imperfection and nailed it. There was a birdhouse.
[Note: What a jarring thing it is to check your e-mail and see a note from "Hi, it's me Lana" with preview text that says only, "Respectfully, f*** off." I nearly had a heart attack.]
Can’t turn back time can we? So just gotta live maybe like there was no past per society terms, like when we were kids and had specific things we could only do then
Okay wait… this feels like something i needed today. like exactly today. i don’t know why we keep thinking there’s a deadline to wonder or joy?? i’ve done the same thing. felt like i was too late for stuff before it even started but you’re right. it’s not too late. it’s never too late. i want to go to disney land too. and maybe write silly stories and cry during cartoons and call my mom just to hear her say my name. thank you for writing this. this post feels like a tiny hug!
I felt I was too old to break all of my enemies bones but then I realized that my enemies were way to old to be trying to break me down all day every day.
I love this! I turned 29 this year and I feel like I’m too old for everything sometimes. This reminds me that it can sometimes be all in my head or I care too much what people will say and think. I’m also pregnant and having my first baby so it makes me feel even older. But I don’t want to be scared anymore and I want to show my kid to have confidence and learn new things and express their interests too. So, I want to do this for myself and my kid. I want to be proud of myself. Thanks Lana, don’t stop writing ❤️
I felt this so hard. I’ve wasted so many moments feeling late like I should’ve figured things out already, like I missed the door. But this reminded me... maybe there’s no door. Maybe I am the timing. Quietly, finally, I’m starting to believe I’m not behind. I’m just... here. And that’s enough. Thank you for this, Lana 🙏
Well said Lana it's not about our age,it's about making an impact for ourselves as it will always give one experience that is far more greater then the grief of thinking
At 48 I am reliving 80s and 90s nostalgia. I guess I never grew up too. It was great to hear from you Lana. I enjoyed this one. Thanks babe
Life is often an exercise in constructive reframing. I managed to convince myself at 23 that it was "too late" to learn to play the guitar, that at 30 it was too late to learn a new language. I always had in my mind some threshold of proficiency or some deadline for "making something of it" that would make an endeavor worthwhile. I wish I'd been able to explain to my dumb younger self that you do the thing for the enjoyment of doing the thing and that you're never too old for that. Framing life as a process rather than a series of events is central to being able to really *live* any of it. I think Lana did a video once on imperfection and nailed it. There was a birdhouse.
[Note: What a jarring thing it is to check your e-mail and see a note from "Hi, it's me Lana" with preview text that says only, "Respectfully, f*** off." I nearly had a heart attack.]
Hell yeah to this!!
Can’t turn back time can we? So just gotta live maybe like there was no past per society terms, like when we were kids and had specific things we could only do then
Okay wait… this feels like something i needed today. like exactly today. i don’t know why we keep thinking there’s a deadline to wonder or joy?? i’ve done the same thing. felt like i was too late for stuff before it even started but you’re right. it’s not too late. it’s never too late. i want to go to disney land too. and maybe write silly stories and cry during cartoons and call my mom just to hear her say my name. thank you for writing this. this post feels like a tiny hug!
This is gold. I needed this reminder so bad. THANK YOU ♥️
amen amen amen amen amen!!!
Beautiful post, thank you for this : )
I love this so much
Well said !!!
Welcome back. Its good to hear your thoughts again. Lots of love!!!!!!
I felt I was too old to break all of my enemies bones but then I realized that my enemies were way to old to be trying to break me down all day every day.
I love this! I turned 29 this year and I feel like I’m too old for everything sometimes. This reminds me that it can sometimes be all in my head or I care too much what people will say and think. I’m also pregnant and having my first baby so it makes me feel even older. But I don’t want to be scared anymore and I want to show my kid to have confidence and learn new things and express their interests too. So, I want to do this for myself and my kid. I want to be proud of myself. Thanks Lana, don’t stop writing ❤️
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