Our parents thought their baby boomer success would trickle right on down to us–that we’d all get to eat the fattened calf of the industrial economy forever. But somewhere between all the divorces, the alcoholism, and the evaporating jobs, we millennials put up a wall and said screw it. What’s the point in trying to succeed if we’re doomed to be as miserable as our parents?
Unfortunately for many of us, that mental wall has barricaded us inside our parents’ house…the last place a free-spirited millennial really wants to be.
That’s where I was a few years back.