We've all heard "fake it 'till you make it" and I've spent a lot of time waiting for the 'made it' part to begin. Every stage of life has been strange and interesting and difficult in a way that I feel like the next stage I'll have everything figured out. After the next move or next job or next month I'll finally have everything together.
Until then I fake that I have it all together. Except, everyone I talk to is also just pretending to know what they're doing because inside we're all worried, confused, and scared we're not good enough.
There is no horizon over which lies the beginning of your life. This pretending and hoping everything will be OK is how things are, and that's fine. Everyone is doing their best to make sense of this crazy world and seem like they know what they're doing. You're enough. Whatever stage you're in IS living. It's OK to not know what you're doing, nobody else knows either. We're just faking it.