I’m turning 25 later this month and the feeling of a quarter-life crisis is alive and well. How is this already happening? How am I entering my mid-twenties? I never thought this day would come and somehow, it’s almost here. I cannot be turning 25. 25-year-olds are adults who don’t still live with their mom; they have boyfriends and go on weekend trips and have their life together. Aren’t 25-year-olds supposed to have it all figured out? That simply cannot be true because I definitely do not have everything figured out and yet, here we are.