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Life in my 20s

Some times it is said that some know knowledge comes at a certain age, and with this knowledge are feelings of self consciousness and Awareness,
Life in one's 20s is war. On one hand, you have your freedom and independence, bolder, more confident and all; on the other hand you battle with self-imposed pressure from too much measuring and having no clue what the hell you're doing with your life. This is the case most of the time. While it is not the hardest phase of human life, 20s is that time when you're finally left alone in the driver's seat and you quickly realize what that means. That you're fully responsible for any decisionyou make for yourself, And sometimes when you fail at something, it seems more like a complete failure.
It's easy to start imagining yourself a failure, but when you look at it, you see that you only started and all the failures, inconsistencies, and not-knowing-what-the-hell-youre doingw your life" is actually necessary.

The sum of all that pressure, self-imposed and people-imposed together with the unstable mind of a young adult is what brought about a rising rate of suicide thoughts among individuals in their 20s.

Neither the young adults nor the immediate society is making things any easier.
Yeah, you read that right. Suicide thoughts.
It's real. If I didn't have a firsthand experience, I'd be doubting it too, a bitter pill to swallow but it's true.
I'm not sure what a perfect solution to this would look like, but now that I've pointed out what the problem is, I'd better say a few things that might help.

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Somethings things don't have control over present themselves, when this happens, try to accept the condition and work towards changing the status quo, You only have to live with it because it's not your decision to make.
If you're the kind of person that will bear children hoping that they'll do a particular thing, follow a particular path, worship a particular god(or any god), like/dislike a particular person/group/tribe or follow any trivial or non-trivial preferences that you're just so zealous about...
Then don't have any children.
Because, you have succeeded in making two lives difficult:
1. Yours, when the child refuses to subscribe to your preferences.
2. The child's, for the same reason.

This is what I think is the root of this whole crises.
To solve it, simply don't subscribe to that mindset.
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