I turned 30 this year. It feels so surreal, especially since I had told my 16 year old self that if life still sucked by now, i could always end it. But now, life is pretty good. Im really grateful I stuck around. I have amazing friends. Ive also lost some amazing friends, due to how selfish and reckless i used to be. I hurt a lot of people in my 20’s. And a lot of people hurt me. I used to believe that being hard was a requirement for living, but I value being soft now regardless of the shit life throws my way. Im still working on myself. I hope by 40 ill have smoothed out the rest of my edges, that ill be more open to love and emotional connections.
Heres to getting old 🍻
