This year I am missing out on four weddings by living abroad. And while love is love, it seems to be happening so quickly I can't help but wonder - is 20 the new 30?

I still remember entering my teen years wishing my leg hair would grow faster so I could start to shave like the other cool girls. It seemed so grown up and mature. Looking back on it now it seems silly. I don't mean to compare one's marriage to my insignificant leg hairs, but they may have more in common than you think. Are we trying to rush things too much instead of enjoying the hairless pre-teen legs we were meant to have? 

We're the same as we were 10 years ago, different handbags and trendy clothing, but the same desire to grow up too quickly. 

Marriage is not the only thing making our 20s feel a bit more like our 30s. We have this pressure to be successful - and fast. We want six figures, we want to move into our own place in the city, we want the senior title at the big tech company, and we want it all overnight. What happened to our 20s being for eating spaghetti-os, working a second job at the coffee shop to make ends meet and driving around in your mom's used Toyota?

To my peers: It's okay to be single, working long hours to earn your way up and living in a studio you can hardly turn around in. Relax! Enjoy your 20s for what they are right now. We have our 30s yet to come...